“Well, maybe not, smarty pants, but do the players genuinely not like each other, or is it a historical rivalry that you guys feed into? Like, if you were traded to the Dodgers, would you feel the same way about the Yankees?”
Moon chimes in. “I think he just doesn't like-”
“Moon.” Liam cuts him off before he can finish his sentence. He's glaring at him, and when I glance over at Moon, I see that he looks confused.
“What?” Moon looks between Liam and me. “I was just going to say-”
“Stop talking and stop ransacking her cabinets.” Liam rolls his eyes before turning back to me and pulls me onto his lap. “The hatred between the teams doesn't matter.” He kisses my cheek.
I kiss his lips before glancing over at Moon. “What were you going to say?”
Moon glances at Liam before shrugging. “I forgot.” He looks back at my cabinets. “Can I have some of these marshmallows?”
“Yeah, sure.”
He grabs them before walking over to us. “Random, but I thought your full name was Sage Loana this entire time. Am I the only one who gets that?”
“A lot of people assume that, but they catch on to the fact that I'm a Hale.” I smile proudly.
“Yeah… that's still shocking.” Moon glances over at Liam again.
“Why?” I look down at Liam, but he's just glaring at Moon. “What's wrong with you two?”
“He's just a weirdo,” Liam mumbles.
I shake my head at him as I turn back to Moon. “How come it's so shocking? Are you, like, a stalker fan of my brothers?” I tease.
Moon laughs in response. “I just mean it's shocking that I'm friends with you. Your family is so dope.” He shrugs sheepishly.
“Aw, that's so sweet. I think you're way cooler than my brothers, though.”
“My ass,” Moon mumbles, and I break into a laugh before turning to Liam.
“Have you ever met my brothers? Like at games and stuff.”
He only nods in response before stealing a kiss.
I pull away, but he steals another one. I let out a soft laugh and put a hand on his chest to push him away. “Stop that,” I whisper, but he tries to kiss me again, and when I pull away, he tickles my side. “Alright!” I'm hysterical as I give in and let him have another kiss.
I pull away quickly since Moon is still sitting a few feet away from us. “Okay, that's it.” At the reminder of full names, I ask Liam, “What’s your middle name?”
“I don’t have one.”
Hmm. I know a few people who don’t have middle names, but that’s kind of boring. Maybe his parents thought nothing went well. Or maybe they were just lazy…
“Why are you lying to her?” Moon chimes in.
I let out a soft gasp and look down at Liam, but he only returns it with a bored look.
“Well, are you?”
He rolls his eyes at me and pulls my shirt up just a bit so he can rub my stomach. “You know I’m not.”
“I don’t knowanything.” I put my hands up in defense like I’m being questioned for murder or something, and he shakes his head at me.
“Oh, come on, you know my middle name.”
He doesn’t respond.
