She nods to herself before picking up my helmet a bit more but freezes. “Do you mind if I try it on?”
“Knock yourself out.”
She smiles before slipping it on, and seeing her wear my things isn’t helping the wholestay away from herthing. She pulls out her phone and snaps a few pictures before lifting the visor and looking at them.
“This is cute.” She nods again before examining how she looks on her camera.
“Please don’t usecutein the same sentence as myhelmet. It’s far fromcute. Babiesare cute. My helmet isn’tcute,it’s cool.”
Shelaughsat me, and I snap the visor shut on her, which barely muffles the sound of her growing laughter. “That sounded very defensive.”
“Can’t hear you.”
“I said–”
“Still can’t hear you.”
She opens the visor, but I shut it again, and she’shysterical. I watch her for a beat, and it's in that moment I decide fuck her brothers and fuck staying away.
Chapter Six
Sage
Ihand Sire a champagneglass, and he looks between me and the glass, raising a questioning brow.
“Apple juice,” I whisper before showing him mine with the same liquid, and he laughs before taking the glass.
“Thanks, Sage.” He smiles down at me, and I pull him in for a side hug.
“You sure you’re fine with everyone drinking?” I keep my voice hushed as I look up at him. “Because I’ll get rid of the bottles and–”
“It’s okay.” He kisses the top of my head, and I nod to myself before deciding to trust him.
Sire is a few months away from making a year sober from alcohol. He's been sober from narcotics for a while, but he's been having a hard time with this goal the last few years; it’s really important to our family that he makes it.
Most of the girls have a glass of wine or champagne since I’m hosting a small watch party of Hollywood’s It Girl. They’re announcing the winner of our contest, so all of my friends came over today to watch.
The vote is open to everyone around the world. While we could have asked Florence who won, it's more fun to sit around the TV and have it announced to us. We could also use the break after the past few weeks of stress.
“Youneedto try this.” August pushes his burger into my field of vision, blocking me from the screen. I quickly turn my face away, using a hand to get him to back up.
“No, thank you.” I glance down at his plate, stacked with all the food we ordered. I looked at the menu before they ordered, and everything on his plate had an insane amount of calories. I have no clue how August is unbelievably fit. My stomach grumbles quietly as I look between his onion rings and cheese fries, but I had a big breakfast, and I'm certainly not going to eat any of this greasy food if it means gaining a single pound.
“No, trust me, it's so good.” He holds his plate out to me, but I take a small step back.
“Eat some for me, I'm not hungry.” I smile up at him and a crease grows in his brows.
“Are you okay?” He keeps his voice soft as his green eyes look between my identical ones in concern, and I hate this twin telepathy thing sometimes.
“Yeah.” I force a smile, and Royal grabs me before he can question me, but I still feel his worried eyes on me.
“It’s starting!” Royal yells to the room as she pulls me onto the couch with everyone, and we all quiet down as we zone in on the TV. They show all of our pictures and videos, and the girl's reactions to each other's projects are the best part of this.
“Well, I fucking lost.” Macey sinks in her seat as they show Stel’s pictures.
“We can’t all be winners.” She taps her leg. “Better luck next time.” They tease each other on my couch, and I laugh before turning back to the TV.
“Holy shit, Sage!” Royal praises as my video plays, and I’m genuinely shocked everything came out as good as it did, considering the amount of hiccups and changes. I look over at my group of baby models, and they record themselves proudly on TV before quietly squealing with each other. I bite back a laugh and snag a picture of their excitement. I invited everyone who was a part of my photo shoot, and some of the boys were able to make it, but Jordan, Moon, and Liam were busy, which kind of sucks since they helped the most, but I don’t let it disappoint me too much.
