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boys were complaining that they didn’t want any more turkey leftovers. Besides, I really wanted Raven to eat a nice, home cooked meal since he didn’t get to go to New Orleans with us for Thanksgiving.”
“It’s very thoughtful of you,” Delaney added.
“To be honest, Raven’s never brought home any girls from college. So when he told me he had a friend that wanted to tell his life story and needed pictures, I figured it was the least I could do. Then when he said he wanted me to meet the girl that had helped him improve his writing, I knew I had to make a nice meal.”
My stomached fluttered at the revelation that Raven had at least told his mom something about me. “Thanks, Trish.”
“Do you need help with anything else?” Delaney glanced around the kitchen.
“The rolls will be ready in a few minutes. Can you tell the boys to wash up so we can eat?” She smiled and then returned to her task of cutting the roast.
“Sure, no problem.” Delaney and I walked to the living room where Raven and his brother’s stared intently at the TV screen, ranting and cheering as they played Madden NFL, one of my brother’s favorite video games.
“Time to eat,” I announced. They nodded but kept playing. I shot Delaney a questioning look.
Delaney placed her hands on her hips. “Your mom said to go wash your hands. Now.” They all turned to look at her before scurrying to place the game on pause.
“Why do they jump when you tell them to do something and do nothing when I asked?” I smirked.
Raven leaned forward and kissed me on the forehead. “You just need to add a little oomph to the request. That’s all.”
I rolled my eyes and made a mental note to mimic her if the opportunity presented itself again.
We sat around the small kitchen table, elbow to elbow, enjoying the savory pot roast, mashed potatoes, and corn that Trish cooked for us. Trey eventually warmed up and told us how proud he was of Raven and how he hoped to follow his brother’s path and play for a major university. Ashton treated us as if we were his sisters, joking with us constantly. His laugh was contagious. Raven beamed with pride. I knew he cared for his brothers and truly wanted the best for them.
“Trey, Ashton, do me a favor and clear the table while I get the pictures,” Trish instructed her younger sons to help.
“Can I help with anything?” I started to stand.
Trish motioned for us to stay seated. “No, you girls have done enough. The boys can wash the dishes.”
“Who wants dessert?” Raven looked at each of us.
“I’ll take a slice with ice cream,” I told him.
“Do you want your pie hot?” Raven cocked a brow and his words teased me in all the right places.
I cleared my throat, but before I could respond, Delaney spoke up. “Of course she does. Who wouldn’t? And make mine hot, too.”
“You’ve got it.” Raven turned around and walked toward the refrigerator. His hips swayed to the left and then to right, and I swore I saw his butt cheeks tense and then release under his jeans.
Holy crap! Why is he teasing me in front of everyone?
I inhaled a silent breath, trying to calm the tension building quickly as Delaney nudged me under the table. I didn’t know how much longer I could handle his flirting. Every part of me screamed his name and he hadn’t even touched me. The guy was blessed with sex appeal and I was ready to take our relationship to the next level. Whatever that was.
Raven returned with our apple pie alamode, followed by his mom with several picture storage boxes covered in different colors.
“Can I help you, Mom?” Raven asked before he sat.
“Nope, I’ve got it.” Trish made a few more trips before placing the last box on the table. She blew her bangs away from her face and sat in front of us. “Do you want to see pictures of Raven from birth until now?” She moved around the boxes, reading a label on each of them.
“Yes, please. Pictures from pivotal moments in his life
“It’s very thoughtful of you,” Delaney added.
“To be honest, Raven’s never brought home any girls from college. So when he told me he had a friend that wanted to tell his life story and needed pictures, I figured it was the least I could do. Then when he said he wanted me to meet the girl that had helped him improve his writing, I knew I had to make a nice meal.”
My stomached fluttered at the revelation that Raven had at least told his mom something about me. “Thanks, Trish.”
“Do you need help with anything else?” Delaney glanced around the kitchen.
“The rolls will be ready in a few minutes. Can you tell the boys to wash up so we can eat?” She smiled and then returned to her task of cutting the roast.
“Sure, no problem.” Delaney and I walked to the living room where Raven and his brother’s stared intently at the TV screen, ranting and cheering as they played Madden NFL, one of my brother’s favorite video games.
“Time to eat,” I announced. They nodded but kept playing. I shot Delaney a questioning look.
Delaney placed her hands on her hips. “Your mom said to go wash your hands. Now.” They all turned to look at her before scurrying to place the game on pause.
“Why do they jump when you tell them to do something and do nothing when I asked?” I smirked.
Raven leaned forward and kissed me on the forehead. “You just need to add a little oomph to the request. That’s all.”
I rolled my eyes and made a mental note to mimic her if the opportunity presented itself again.
We sat around the small kitchen table, elbow to elbow, enjoying the savory pot roast, mashed potatoes, and corn that Trish cooked for us. Trey eventually warmed up and told us how proud he was of Raven and how he hoped to follow his brother’s path and play for a major university. Ashton treated us as if we were his sisters, joking with us constantly. His laugh was contagious. Raven beamed with pride. I knew he cared for his brothers and truly wanted the best for them.
“Trey, Ashton, do me a favor and clear the table while I get the pictures,” Trish instructed her younger sons to help.
“Can I help with anything?” I started to stand.
Trish motioned for us to stay seated. “No, you girls have done enough. The boys can wash the dishes.”
“Who wants dessert?” Raven looked at each of us.
“I’ll take a slice with ice cream,” I told him.
“Do you want your pie hot?” Raven cocked a brow and his words teased me in all the right places.
I cleared my throat, but before I could respond, Delaney spoke up. “Of course she does. Who wouldn’t? And make mine hot, too.”
“You’ve got it.” Raven turned around and walked toward the refrigerator. His hips swayed to the left and then to right, and I swore I saw his butt cheeks tense and then release under his jeans.
Holy crap! Why is he teasing me in front of everyone?
I inhaled a silent breath, trying to calm the tension building quickly as Delaney nudged me under the table. I didn’t know how much longer I could handle his flirting. Every part of me screamed his name and he hadn’t even touched me. The guy was blessed with sex appeal and I was ready to take our relationship to the next level. Whatever that was.
Raven returned with our apple pie alamode, followed by his mom with several picture storage boxes covered in different colors.
“Can I help you, Mom?” Raven asked before he sat.
“Nope, I’ve got it.” Trish made a few more trips before placing the last box on the table. She blew her bangs away from her face and sat in front of us. “Do you want to see pictures of Raven from birth until now?” She moved around the boxes, reading a label on each of them.
“Yes, please. Pictures from pivotal moments in his life
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