me.
“Well, let’s leave those lovebirds to eat,” Tricia says, chuckling to herself. “After all, they must be hungry after that long trip.” She looks at me. “Is it to your liking?”
“Oh, very much, Mrs. King.”
“Nonsense, call me Tricia.” She laughs. “I’m not that old.”
“Of course,” I say with a blush on my face.
I continue eating in the hopes that they won’t ask any more questions that’ll embarrass the hell out of me.
Adrian keeps throwing me weird glances from across the table, and it makes me feel so awkward. I’m already red as a tomato, but I know it can get worse. It can definitely get worse.
I lean to the side and whisper to Leo, “Hey, is there something stuck on my face or something?”
“No, why?” he says.
“Is it my teeth then?” I say, flashing him a smile.
He laughs. “Well, you do look ridiculous. Maybe that’s it.”
I shove him quietly under the table. “Shut up. I’m trying to do my best here.”
“I can tell,” he muses, drinking his wine. Something tells me that he’s being sarcastic in a not so funny way.
“Do you want me to get up and tell everyone the truth?” I whisper-yell.
“Do you want me to fire you on the spot?” he retorts.
I growl.
“You two seem like you’re having fun.” Suddenly Adrian draws my attention back to him. He raises his eyebrow in a cheeky way and smiles at me. God, so smug, he reminds me of his brother. With his tan skin and brown hair, they almost look like twins.
“Jealous, much?” Leo asks.
“On the contrary, I’m quite glad I don’t have any of that.” He leans back.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“He’s allergic to women,” Leo jokes.
“Hey!” Adrian laughs. “I’m just waiting for the right one.”
“Yeah, right. You just wanna jump in and straight out of the sack with them.”
“Leopold! Watch your language,” Tricia says, frowning.
“Sorry, Mother,” he says, clearing his throat.
Adrian leans forward across the table. “He’s right, though. No way I’d let myself get tied down this quickly. No offence.”
“None taken,” I say. “You wouldn’t get a piece of this regardless of your preference.”
“Oh, ouch,” he says.
Leo laughs, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. “Good one, Sam.”
“I would be hurt by that comment if it wasn’t for the fact that I honestly do not care. And not because you aren’t a nice piece of ass.”
“Adrian!” Now it’s his father yelling. “What is up with you two?”
“Sorry, Dad …” Adrian totally ignores him, keeping his focus on me. “You’re quite the catch. I mean, you’re pretty, you seem nice, and you’re smart, as far as I can tell.”
“Thank you,” I say, blushing.
“But my brother caught you first, which is what I’m trying to say. I don’t steal.” He smiles and leans back again. “I’m happy for my brother that he finally found someone to share his … thing with. Whatever that is.” He smirks, and then they both burst out into laughter as if it’s some sort of subliminal joke I’m totally not getting.
“What’s so funny?” Emily asks. “Last I recalled, our brother isn’t the one to like any type of spare time, let alone spend it with a girl. He’s too busy playing with his magazines.”
“Hey, don’t talk shit about me with my girl here, all right,” Leo says. “You don’t know what I like to do in my spare time because you don’t care.”
“Hey, let’s all calm down, okay?” Chris pitches in. Finally, he speaks up. He’s been silent the entire night. I wonder if it’s because of me or if he’s always this way. “We don’t want to give Samantha over here a bad impression of our family by acting like a bunch of little kids.”
“Says the guy who plays with bikes all day,” Emily says.
Chris throws her a look, and she stares right back at him as if they’re trying to engage in an epic staring contents. Wow, awkward. This entire dinner is just awkward. I wish
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