Chapter 41

“Yeah, Juli,” Charles said with a mouth full. “We already know you two are sort of a thing.” “Mmmmhm,” Warren mumbled from his bowl. “What? What is going on? Again, I’m lost,” Darren said, eyeing Galam and I with narrowed eyes, obviously trying to play the big brother role. If possible, my face went a deeper shade of red. “Oh, quit the act, Darren John,” my mom scolded. “You wanted someone for your sister anyways. You said something about her being a prude and she’s only eighteen.” “Mom, see now she’s giving me the death glare,” Darren whined, pointing to me. “If any one of us good looking people is a prude, it’s me who ya’ll should point finga’s to,” Aunt Feli said, sipping her soup and ignoring our burst of laughter and snorts. “Please, Aunt Fels, Uncle Sawyer loves you,” I said, gasping and enjoying the chest that was moving up and down in laughter behind me. After all of us were so full, we’d thought we were going to burst, we finally closed up for the night. We all helped Aunt Fel