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Two things run through my mind. One; dad's friends with Trystan's dad yet I've never known this and now his whole family is coming round for dinner. Two; that's the first time Trystan's actually said my name, and I'm not impressed when I like the way it sounds rolling off his tongue.
I need to sort myself out.
"Will you quit gawking at each other and move your fat asses aside so I can get inside?" An impatient whiny voice sounds from behind Trystan, accompanied by the clicking of heels.
Trystan curses under his breath, and steps inside the house so the door is free. I curiously look outside and meet Sydney Woods' gaze, her green eyes a few shades darker then her brothers as she gives me a once over.
If you ever have a 14 year old girl analyse you from head to toe, you'll unders
