Naomi
“What is he doing here, Naomi?” Atticus demanded. I glanced between the two brothers and sighed loudly. Both of them were being overprotective, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. Sophia was upstairs with Rodney and Erik was outside.
“I don’t know yet,” I hissed as I folded my arms across my chest. “What does it matter?”
“Why can't the two of you just get together already?” Atticus wanted to know. Alastair chuckled while I groaned. “The two of you are inseparable, so why not?”
“We’ve already explained it to you, Atticus. Alastair and I are better off as friends,” I said. Alastair nodded in hurried agreement. Atticus threw up his hands, but I could tell that he wasn’t done.
“I don’t like him here,” he finally muttered, and I frowned.
“Why?” I asked, curiously.
“I’d also li
