Dominque
The kitchen is unusually noisy today, I don’t know if it’s because Jaxson is here, or because it’s dad and Gab who’s cooking. “Pass me the tuna, son!” Dad called as he swiftly cooked the pasta. “Here!” Gab didn’t stop in mincing the garlic and just used his ability to lift a part of the floor and use it as a vine that will send the plate with tuna to dad.
They’re having fun while cooking. But I’m stuck here, thinking about what the hell am I thinking when I invited him in room! My room is off limits! I’m not even decided to talk to him one on one either! Trying to shut those thoughts, I sighed. “What are you two doing?”
The two looked at me with a wide grin. “How’s you solo time, going?” dad asked, then he turned to look back at the paste he’s working with.
“Maybe she’s emba
