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Being with the two of them was as natural as breathing for me. I wasn’t me without them. But our families wouldn’t see it that way.
Em and I had texted our parents to let them know about our engagement. It didn’t seem worth the hassle of having a party and getting them all involved just to have our feelings hurt.
They hadn’t written back.
“Are they all that bad?” Mac asked, his green eyes so wide I thought they’d pop. “Nina was intense.”
“She’s the most confrontational,” I said, reaching for him to snuggle closer to us. “Our parents won’t say anything about our relationship unless it’s brought up directly. If they brought Grandma Agnes, she’s a wildcard. She speaks her mind, but loves Em—”
“Who wouldn’t?” Mac kissed her cheek, and she pressed her eyes shut.
“This was such a bad idea,” she moaned.
“It really was.”
Her eyes snapped to mine. “What?”
“It was.” I shrugged and tucked her hair behind her ear. “Want me to lie to you?”
“No.” She sighed and kissed my shoulder. “I never want you to lie to me.”
“Okay, well, it’s going to be miserable being here, but we’re here together, so it’s not going to all be bad.”
Mac yawned and stretched back on the bed, his arms reaching either side. “And we get to sleep on top of each other.”
He smirked and pulled me down with him. We both reached for Em, squishing her between us.
She squealed, and we took turns kissing each other until another yawn overtook Mac’s whole body.
“I didn’t realize how tired I was.” He tried to blink his eyes open and sit up, but Em put her hand on his chest and pinned him down.
“You played hard,” Em murmured. “Take a nap and we’ll come get you when dinner’s done.”
“I don’t even have the energy to argue,” he said around a yawn.
He tucked himself in and it took a lot of willpower to leave him behind.
“Ready?” I put my hand out and Em laced her soft fingers with mine as we stared at the end of the hallway, where I knew some fresh hell awaited us.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
We barely took a deep breath and steeled ourselves before our mothers caught sight of us.
“Nice of you to say hi—”
“We just got here,” Em started.
“Save it.” Her mother, Rachel, dismissed her with a wave. “We heard the noises coming from your room.”
“Laughter?” I asked.
My mother’s face twisted with disgust. “Laughter. Sure.”
“Sorry if this place is so miserable without us, you forgot what laughter sounds like,” Em spat out.
“Are you going to let her speak to me like that?”
I wasn’t sure if my mother was talking to me or to Em’s mom. Either way, I wasn’t going to let her speak about Em like that.
