Page 45 of Knot So Forbidden
Milo shifts on the seat and I turn to see his nose scrunched up. "I'm trying but she's wearing sandals again!"
Quentin's mouth twitches. "Isn't that what you liked about her?"
Milo grumbles something unintelligible and pulls the wool coat tighter around my shoulders. Quentin's eyes crinkle and I reach down to push the sweaty hair off his forehead.
"Go back to your team before you get in trouble. We'll be here after the game to celebrate."
"I'll hold you to that." His gaze holds mine, something darker flickering behind the warmth. "And I'm holding you to that promise."
"What promise?" Milo leans forward between us. "Hey, wait. What's going on?"
I sit back on the bench and cross one leg over the over, knowing full well Quentin is stirring up his brother but damn it’s so much fun. "I promised if he scored the game-winning touchdown, I'd let him have me while you watch."
Milo's mouth drops open. "That's not fair! I cleaned the whole kitchen today!"
A chuckle bubbles up from my throat as I take his hand and lift it to my lips. "Yeah, after you burnt breakfast. It still smells like charcoal in the kitchen."
"I said I was sorry!"
Quentin grins, already backing toward the sideline. "It's okay. We keep you around for comedic relief, anyway."
He jogs away, pulling his helmet back on as Milo slumps in his seat with his arms crossed. "This is bullshit."
I lean over and kiss his cheek, letting my lips linger against the cold skin. "I wouldn't really make you watch. Not for the whole thing." I drop my voice low enough that only he can hear. "Besides, when the game is over, there'll be at least thirty minutes we have to wait by the car. Or maybeinthe car."
Milo sits up straight, his scent blooming a little. "Wait. Can we go now?"
"No.Behave." I take a sip of my terrible coffee and turn back to the field. "I need to see your brother win first."
Milo grumbles but settles against my side, his head finding my shoulder, his hand slipping under the wool coat to rest against my hip. Never in a million years did I think I’d find myself in love with these twins but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Milo’s hand starts to wander and I just sigh.
“Behave, Milo. Or the only thing you will be doing is watching.”
