When our order <b>was </b>ready, I danced happily in my seat, and Patrick passed me my caramel vani mocha, Josh groaned.
Baby girl, that is a lot of <b>sugar</b>,”
*Not as much as <b>I </b>normally add.” I told him
him, giving him my sweetest smile.
Jake chuckled <b>before </b>pulling me as close as the seatbelt would allow him to, while Josh just shook his head and turned to face forward in his seat. My giggle turned into a moan as I took my first sip of coffee. All three guys groaned, and I smiled before taking another sip. It wasn’t long before Patrick was pulling into the garage, and as soon as we entered the house, I could feel the difference. Even with four of us here, the <b>house </b>was too quiet. I grabbed the remote and turned on the reruns of an old si, hoping the added noise would make <b>me </b>feel better. We sat around watching an episode<b>, </b>but none of us even smiled.
The show had just ended when Josh stood up. “This is ridiculous. Let’s grab some lunch at the diner, and then we can go to the mall and pick up a few things.” Before I could say anything. Josh was pulling me to my feet and pping my ass, which propelled me in the direction of the garage door. The others followed, and I again found myself in the back seat, sitting next to Patrick, with our hands linked together, while Josh drove us to lunch.
Once inside the diner, a waitress around our age hurried us to a booth in the back before telling us she would return for our drink orders in a few minutes. Patrick slid into the round booth, sliding over to the far end; I followed behind him, sitting in the middle. Jake and Josh looked at the remaining seats and started a <b>game </b>of rock–paper–scissors <b>to </b>see who would sit next to me. I giggled at the guys‘petitive streak<b>. </b>When Jake won, he slid onto the bench seat, squishing as close as he could to me before kissing my cheek. Josh just rolled his eyes before scooting into the remaining space. I <b>reached </b>across Jake and squeezed Josh’s hand. I promised to sit next to him on the way to the mall, and josh gave me a sweet smile.
When the waitress returned<b>, </b>we ordered four burgers, fries, and sodas. The waitress took her time leaving our table, staring at the twins <b>for </b>longer than I liked. When I cuddled into fake and kissed him, the waitress red at me before stomping to refill someone else’s drink. I stayed wrapped around [ake while all three teased me until I pointed out that they would act the same if they saw another guy staring at me like the waitress had been staring at Jake. That statement resulted in all three guys growling that I was theirs, the rumble of their voices making my core clench
Considering how busy the diner was, our food came out pretty quickly. The waitress gave me another <b>re</b><b>, </b>setting my te down so hard that it knocked my fries onto the table. She ignored the mess and focused on Patrick, taking her time to lean over the table to set his te in front of him, making sure he had a good view of her breasts. A look of anger swept over Patrick’s face; reaching over and taking my hand, he pulled our linked hands into view, resting them on the table. I’m taken. Just set our food down and leave,” he said, his voice tight and angry.
“The waitress huffed, ncing back at Jake, who still had his arm around me. “What a slut,” she hissed, ring at me. <b>I </b>sucked in a shocked breath and stared at the te of food in front of me that no longer looked appetizing, fighting the stinging tears building in my eyes.
Josh was on his feet in seconds, towering over the waitress, anger radiating off him. Get away from our girlfriend, and don’t return to our table. I will be speaking to the manager and owner about this.” He growled. With <b>a </b>huff, the waitress stomped off. When she was gone, I took a shaky breath and swiped at my eyes. Josh took one look at me and turned, heading for the front of the diner in search of the manager.
As Josh stalked off, <b>Patrick </b>and Jake crowded against me, wrapping me in their arms. “Love, ignore that bitch; she is a petty, jealous girl, and it doesn’t matter. We love you, and that will never change.” Patrick said, tilting my head and kissing me slowly. When he pulled <b>back</b>, I found myself pulled closer toke.
*Sweetheart, I love <b>you </b>with all my heart. I <b>have </b>wanted you since the first day I saw you in the hospital. You are amazing and the perfect fit toplete our family. Ignore the petty, jealous people. We love each other <b>and </b>are doing nothing wrong.” I gave him a trembling smile, and he leaned forward, kissing me hard. I whimpered against his lips and then blushed at such a public disy. When I nced up nervously, no one noticed us, <b>and </b><b>t </b>rxed.
Josh returned a few minutester with several carry–out boxes and set one in front of <b>each </b>of us. That bitch will no longer be working here after today, and Dave, the owner, sends his deepest apologies for her behavior; heped all our meals so we can box them up and eat them at home. Then we are going to do some shopping online for you.” He told <b>us </b>all this while boxing up his food, then moved on to mine.
I reached out to him, cing
ing my hand over his to stop him. “I don’t want <b>you </b>buying me things to make me feel better; <b>I’m </b>not like <b>that</b>.”
<b>“</b>Oh, we know you’re not baby girl, but we were nning on doing this anyway after we ate; now we are <b>just </b>going to do it from the privacy of home,” Josh told me.
of our
I opened and closed my mouth several times, noting up with anything to <b>say</b>. Josh smirked at me before holding a hand to help me up from the booth. Besides, you either <b>pick </b>out what you like, or we do it for you; we will spoil you <b>today</b>.” I looked up at him, but before I could argue, be cocked that damn eyebrow, letting out a huff of defeat, I nodded in agreement, and we made our way out of <b>the </b>diner, the twins walking on either side of me and Patrick close behind.