Chapter 109: It's cold

Day one of winter break and I was on a mission. Austin was pacing back and forth in Luke's living room. Rain was pattering down on the windowpane outside, but we were warm in here. Mrs Dawson had come in earlier looking for Luke. She then returned with an 'aromatherapy reed diffuser' - whatever that means. It smelt good though. It sat on the coffee table next to glossy fashion book covers and a mason jar of matcha tea latte. They were all clues that pointed to Luke's sister being home for the holidays. "I think I'm ready," Austin said, inhaling as part of a breathing exercise I just googled. We had spent the last ten minutes rehearsing his lines. "Showtime?" I asked, wanting to double check before I made the call. At that moment, Luke jogged down the staircase in black sweatpants that hung loosely around his hips. His upper torso was bare and on full display. I tried not to stare but he caught my gaze and smirked. I really hope he put more clothes on before I