“Oh please,” Tessa says, kissing him on the cheek.“You were in the pool, Dylan.You picked like two weeks after Hannah started.I assumed it was because I’d told you about them having serious chemistry and that they’d—”
“I thought you said you’d keep quiet!”Hannah shouts, a smile on her face as she points a finger at Tessa.
Tessa gives her a sheepish smile.“I tried,” she pleads.“It just kinda came out!”
“So what, he knew when I came over for dinner that time and we had to wait until he left to get the pizza before I could talk to you about it?”
“Wait, you were talking about me?”I cut in.
Hannah turns to me, a soft smile on her face as she says, “It sorta just slipped out after that first kiss,” she says quietly.“And you know, then we kept kissing and I really needed to talk about it.”
“Because…?”
She sighs.“Because I really liked you and I didn’t know how to deal with that and the fact you were my boss.”
Chuckling, I pull her in for a kiss.“Well, technically, I’m not your boss anymore, am I?”
Hannah’s eyes widen at the sudden realization that with her being the head chef at Somerville’s and me being the head chef at Apple Jacks, we are now on a much more even footing.“Oh shit,” she whispers.“You aren’t.”
I lean closer, my mouth at her ear as I whisper words only for her.“Well, I’ll still let you boss me around in the bedroom from time to time, though.”
She lets out a breathy giggle that seriously turns me on and I’m suddenly wishing all of our friends would disappear so I can suggest she and I head back to my place to fill the few hours we have between shifts between the sheets.
“Okay, so this is seriously gross,” Dylan groans.
Hannah pulls back, glancing at her brother.“What and you think me having to listen to you and Tessa have sex all the time was any better?”she asks, making me laugh and Tessa groan and cover her face in embarrassment.
Dylan smirks at his sister as he fires back with, “Maybe you learnt something?You’re welcome by the way.”
“Oh my god, Dylan,” Hannah shouts as Tessa smacks him on the chest.
He laughs, shrugging his shoulders as he turns to me.“So come on then, do I win the pool?”
I drop my arm around Hannah’s shoulders, as I watch her brother, who’s got a cheeky smile on his face because he knows he’s probably won it.“When did you say you had?”I ask, stalling a little.
“What was it, babe, two weeks after she started?”he asks, turning to Tessa for confirmation.
“Yeah,” she replies.“But considering you thought you were betting on something else, your pick clearly means you have no clue when it comes to pregnancy terms.”
“Or,” Dylan says, crossing his arms over his chest, “I know my sister better than anybody thinks I do.”
“Please,” Hannah deadpans, rolling her eyes at her brother.“Anyway, who says we’re going to tell you when this started.”
“Maybe I’ll split the winnings with you?”Dylan replies.
“How much?”Hannah and I both ask at the same time.
Tom shakes his head laughing as Dylan replies, “I think we were all in for a hundred right, which makes it, what, eight hundred bucks?”
Hannah turns to me, a smile tugging at her mouth, even as she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth.I’m smiling back at her, my arm still wrapped around her shoulders.I feel her squeeze my thigh and without either of us saying anything, I already know what her answer is going to be.
“Nope,” she replies.
“No, what?”Dylan says.“No, you won’t split the pool or no that’s not when you two got together.”
Hannah just smiles, leaning into me as she says, “Both, little brother.Both.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
