WILLOWThe living room is startling hot, even with air conditioning. There are eight of us playing the drinking game and everyone is paired up. We take up a section of the living room and the tension in the room is nearly suffocating.My juice cup has long been replaced with a red solo cup, and I’m curled on the loveseat, Aiden’s thigh pressed firm against mine, conscious of Theo’s heavy gaze, staring at us.He’s not even trying to hide it. His eyes burn with jealousy and hatred as he watches Aiden’s fingers play with my hair, like it’s the most natural thing in the world. He’s got our popcorn and M&Ms lodged between us and at one point, he leans in, and whispers in my ear. “Whenever you get bored of this lame ass game, just say the word and we’ll go.”“I’m fine,” I smile at him and he snorts.“You sure? We’re supposed to be watching a movie you know?”“Maybe next time.”He matches my smile with a smug, knowing look. “You know, you’re making lover boy over there jealous, Thompson. Ho
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