Page 75 of Miles's Pact
Mateo smiled as he glanced between us. "You don't have to be embarrassed, okay? It's not like I haven't seen both of you in your birthday suit before."
"We both know it's different," Miles argued, and Mateo shrugged.
"I didn't exactly linger, dude. Didn't see all that much, I promise."
Miles nodded, and I turned on his lap to pat his shoulder. "We'll make sure to lock the door next time."
Miles's cheeks turned pink as he nodded, and Mateo chuckled. I shot him a stern look, and he winked at me before turning his attention back to the TV.
"Since our picnic was cut short, do you want to continue hanging out? Or do you two want to…" He trailed off suggestively, and Miles growled under his breath, prompting a smirk from me.
"Let's hang out."
We settled on playing board games, and since I'd been practicing, I was much better at them now. We played a few of them, including Scrabble, Chutes and Ladders, and my personal favorite—though I didn't think it classified as a board game, exactly—Pictionary.
We played for hours, and while Miles won Scrabble every single time, Chutes and Ladders turned out to be my game, while Mateo ruled at Pictionary. Since it was just the three of us, we decided that we'd take turns drawing, and whoever of the other two guessed first would get the point.
Dinnertime rolled around before we knew it, and we decided to order in so we could keep playing. With Chinese food on the way, we kept going, making fun of each others' drawings when we couldn't guess the correct answer.
We took a break when the food arrived, settling on the dining table to eat since the coffee table was stacked with the games.As we ate, I glanced around the table at these two men who'd become so important to me in such a short time.
Destiny was such a crazy thing. I'd gone from having nothing to having everything in a matter of weeks, all because someone noticed I wasn't a common duck and sent me to Mistvale. How many coincidences had it taken to lead me to Miles and Mateo?
It didn't matter now, did it? I was here now, and they were all mine.
"I love you," I blurted out, feeling the need to remind them what they meant to me.
Mateo smiled, warm and teasing. "I love you too, Duckie."
"As do I," Miles added with a soft look on his face, then leaned over to kiss my lips. I kissed him back, keeping it chaste since we were in the middle of dinner.
"What brought that on?" Mateo asked, and I shrugged.
"Just wanted to say it."
"Well, I'm always happy to hear it," he said with a grin, and I smiled.
"I'll make sure to say it often, then."
Every day, for the rest of our lives.
