Chapter 47

"Could you pass me the ketchup?" Thea asked, pointing to the end of our booth. Charles handed it to her, her muttering a thanks in response. The four of us were currently at a diner, feasting on burgers and fries. The food was good and Thea was situated comfortably beside me. My knee brushed hers slightly and I saw a slight tint cross her cheeks. I chuckled lowly and rested my arm loosely around her waist. At first she glanced over at me with an odd glint in her eyes but quickly got used to it. "So Thea, what are you majoring in?" Charles asked, munching on a fry. Just as she was about to reply we were interrupted by a loud ringing. "—Sorry, it's my Mom." She said apologetically. My cousin gave her a small nod before conversing with Chloe about their dumb ball. "Hey Mom," She said, her face tilted away from my view. "It's fine, seriously Mom. You don't have to come." She sighed. "Okay, see you next weekend I guess." Thea said after a