13. Chapter 13 #2
Sebastian went stiff as if he wasn’t sure what to do with this level of affection. All I knew was if he didn’t hug my son back, I was going to knock his perfect teeth down his fucking throat.
“Oooh!” Sophia’s excitement cut through my rage.
She extended a perfectly polished, almond-shaped nail toward a large, slightly impressive house. The couple passing out candy near the front door looked more like they belonged in a doll house rather than in real life.
I bet he was cheating on her.
“They go to the couple’s yoga Mason and I do. They told us we were everything that was wrong with the world last week.” Sophia’s tone remained cheery despite what she said.
“... So you want to avoid the house?” That’s what a normal person would do.
“What? Absolutely not!” She gasped before taking one kid in each hand. “I’ve got this house.”
Sebastian seemed relieved that Jasper was off of him. But Sophia’s sudden spiteful side left me too distracted to snap at my brother.
“You’re not usually confrontational.” That was my job .
“The best way to deal with bullies is to show them you don’t care.” Sophia flashed me a blinding smile. “I have the cutest kids in the world, and my life is great… plus, no one gets to be mean to my Mason and get away with it.”
Sophia gently tugged on the twins, leading the way to get her brand of revenge. I was proud of her for being petty enough to do that, but it really fucking sucked that she left me alone with Sebastian.
He exhaled a deep breath before standing. Normally, he had a couple of inches on me, but my boots pretty much leveled the difference.
“I have no idea how you managed to create two polar opposite kids in the same conditions,” Sebastian said matter-of-factly.
But, he was ignoring one glaring fact.
“You mean like Dad and Sabrina did with us?”
Sure, I had my mom, and I was born in Columbia, but my dad had me ten months out of the year. That meant Seb and I had the same opportunities and rules, and we were both raised by Heather White.
Sebastian’s golden brows knit together, and he looked at me like I was stupid. In his defense, he looked at a lot of people like that.
“We were similar, minus the fact that you weren’t smart enough to–”
“You were literally the worst-behaved child I ever met.” I confessed, mostly to make him shut up.
Sebastian’s laugh was dry and humorless. “I would prefer it if you didn’t joke about this.”
“Dude, I’m not kidding. You make Juni look like an actual angel. If you don’t believe me, call Leo. She’ll tell you the same thing.”
Sebastian was rambunctious, and his mouth was worse than Juniper’s could ever be.
That’s probably why Dad and Sabrina pushed Seb so hard academically.
It was frowned upon to send your child to boarding school, but having a genius who got accepted to college hours away when he was nine? That was something to brag about.
Sebastian’s jaw tensed, and I prepared myself for him to snap at me. It wouldn’t hurt my feelings, but I wanted to be prepared to eviscerate him verbally. Humbling Sebastian was my form of self-care .
I shot Sebastian a smug half-smile just to rile him up that much more. Unfortunately, I never got the chance to make my brother cry.
“So we meet again.” A deep, warm drawl greeted us as a weathered hand appeared on Sebastian’s arm.
A short man with green eyes wedged himself between Sebastian and I. Instantly, I recognized him as Cameron’s dad.
Why the fuck was he here? And how did he know Seb?
Sebastian’s lips pursed as his gaze connected with mine. It wasn’t hard to tell that he was as confused as I was.
“My, you are certainly tall.” The man commented as he reached up to dust off Sebastian’s shirt.
Before I could even process what was going on, Sebastian snatched the man’s weathered hand and held it away from him.
To most people, Seb was intimidating. Sure, he wasn’t absolutely massive like Cameron, but Seb wasn’t small; plus, he looked mean. Still, the minuscule man lit up at Sebastian’s minor assault.
“Strong too,” he mused as he looked adoringly at Seb.
… Was Cameron’s dad gay?
Sebastian seemed completely unfazed by the sudden, strange affection he received.
“I don’t appreciate being touched by strangers.” Sebastian glowered.
“Strangers is such a strong word.” The man smiled.
…. Should I intervene?
“Yes, but it’s also a fitting one.” Sebastian tossed his hand away in pure disgust.
“Then maybe we should change it,” the man suggested.
That’s when I walked away to find my family. Sure, my love life was weird, but there was no way in hell that I was watching my boyfriend’s dad hit on my brother.
I made sure to lightly shove past Cameron’s dad just to let him know I meant business, but the second I hit him, a strange prick hit my leg.
Fucking cheap ass costumes .
There was probably a needle stuck in one of the seams or something, and I hoped to God Mason and the kids wouldn't get stuck. But, as I angrily walked over to my family, a strange warm feeling crashed over me.
A feeling I knew all too well, one I fought to stay away from… but, where the hell could it have come from?