Page 113 of Prove Me Wrong
Caleb chuckles as Jade plays with his longer, dark hair. “Can I put a bow in it?”
He glares at her, but I know he won’t ever tell her no. “Fine. But no pink ones.”
“Okay.” Jade giggles as he carries her away.
Sinnett keeps tossing sausages as I focus on the burgers. Someone slaps my back, making me flinch.
“The life of the party is here,” Nathan breathes down my neck.
I just roll my eyes, stifling a growing grin. “Hey, Nate.”
Nathan squeezes my shoulder before throwing an arm around Sin, who I can’t tell is indifferent, or silently plotting Nathan’s death by being this close to him. “When will it be ready? I’m starving.”
“Soon.”
“Do you want a drink? Mia said she got us cider.”
Nodding, Sinnett asks for one too, and Nathan rushes off towards the kitchen.
Sin blows out a breath, and I glance sideways at his unamused face. “Do you not like Nathan?”
Sin looks at me, a ghost of a smile spreading across his mouth. He shakes his head. “It’s not that. He reminds me too much of Khai.”
I laugh at that because it’s true. Those twotogether are chaos.
Nathan returns with our bottles when Khai is called over. Chatting about sports and music, Mia wanders over with a hand on her stomach.
I pull her into my side, landing a kiss on her temple. “What’s wrong?”
She gives me a twisted smile. “I don’t want to be annoying.”
“You’re never annoying, Grey.”
Mia smiles at that. “The baby is hungry.”
“Then the baby shall eat. It’ll be ready in a few. Go sit down, and I’ll bring you something.”
Rising onto her toes, Mia kisses my cheek before moving towards the table decorated in blue and pink embellishments.
Sinnett and Khai take their seats, and I start taking everything off the barbecue. I notice Nathan beside me, messaging someone. There’s a pull in his features that has me wondering who it might be.
“Nate.”
Sending the text, he looks back at me with wide, chocolate eyes. “Yeah?”
“Can you take this to the table?”
Nodding, he takes the plate full of food and carries it to the middle of the table before sliding to my side again. I finish loading another plate when I see him focus on his phone again.
I peek over his shoulder, reading the girl’s name and grinning. “Who is she?”
Shutting his phone and jumping to face me, Nathan’s eyes narrow, mouth tightening as he puts his phone back in his pocket. “Nobody.”
“Really?” My head tilts slightly. “Didn’t look like nobody.” Jaw gritting, I sniff a small laugh. “Who is she?”
Nathan just shrugs, clearly not wanting to answer me. Sighing, I slap his back with my free hand, offering him a small smile. “I hope it works out,” I murmur before placing the second plate down.
Damon and Dottie come in carrying a salad and drinks. He slaps my back encouragingly before we all sit to eat lunch together. It’s loud and chaotic, but I wouldn’t want it any other way. As long as Mia is happy and enjoying herself, then it’s good.
