poked me extra hard. “Let me go!”
“Nope!” He declared. “Not until you tell me how you’re going to make it up to me.”
I was just contemplating whether it was worth using my self-defence lessons to get him off me or attempting to placate him with promises of food when I felt him release me.
I grinned as I straightened up but it turned to a frown when I saw that Jason had pulled him off me.
“We were just messing, Jason,” I smiled. “He wasn’t hurting me.”
“Lighten up, loverboy,” Danny grinned, putting Jason in a headlock instead.
I wasn’t sure how Jason was going to react. I could tell Danny was just messing around. He was treating Jason like he was part of the family and that was huge for me. I sent up a silent prayer that Jason wouldn’t see it as an act of hostility.
“Man, you need to use deodorant,” Jason grinned, twisting Danny’s arm around and pinning him down to the island.
“It’s called musk, dude. Pheromones and shit. The ladies love it,” Danny insisted, shrugging Jason off him.
“Whatever,” Jason laughed. “Don’t be so rough with Jamie.”
“She can handle it,” Danny grinned proudly. “I’ll bet you anything she was five seconds away from attempting to floor me.”
“Attempting?” I scowled.
“Yes, Jellybean. Attempting,” he nodded.
I scowled at him some more for good measure but decided not to argue with him because I was so happy about the seemingly insignificant exchange that had just happened between him and Jason.
“Actually, I was going to offer to bake you a cake tomorrow as a thank-you for getting up early.”
“Cake?” H is eyes lit up.
“Did I hear cake?” Rick joined us, looking equally excited as he practically sprinted in my direction.
“That was before Danny mocked my fighting skills,” I pouted grumpily.
“Please, Jelly!” They pleaded.
“What’s in it for me?” I teased. I was going to make them a cake anyway as a thank-you for helping me move but I figured I might as well torture them a bit first.
“We’ll wear name badges all day so that Jason doesn’t keep mixing us up?” Danny offered
I scoffed and shook my head.
“I never mix you up,” Jason frowned. “You’re Jake and you’re Matt, right?” He pointed to each of them in turn.
I laughed and squeezed Jason’s hand happily whilst watching the twins sulk. He was right. He never mixed them up. As far as I could tell, he’d gotten their names right every time, which was no mean feat.
“Victoria sponge cake?” I asked, taking pity on them.
They both nodded enthusiastically and I smiled before hugging them good night.
Chapter 8
Saturday, 6th July 2013
Adam and I grinned at each other over the mountain of boxes that we’d placed in the lounge. We’d spoken with Eric and Bradley before we left Leeds at the end of the academic year. We knew they weren’t able to come back in time to make the move so we’d agreed to move all their stuff as well. They’d boxed it all up and labelled it before leaving us their room keys.
I smiled around happily as I looked at what would be my home for the next year. It was small but not as small as the halls we’d been living in. We each had our own bedroom with a lock and there were two bathrooms. Onl y one of the bedrooms had an en-suite and all of the guys had insisted I should have that room so that I didn’t have to worry about showering and stuff, not that I minded. It seemed to placate Jason and my brothers somewhat though.
“That’s the last of it,” Matt announced, bringing in a box from the small lorry we’d hired.
“Thanks, Matt,” I smiled appreciatively.
They set about carting off boxes to the rooms of their respective owners. Deciding that the kitchen was priority number one, I started unloading all of our pots, pans, and plates.
The kitchen was my favourite part of our new house. It was a little smaller than the one we’d shared the year before, but there were only four of us and this
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