When they finally made it downstairs, dinner was over and everyone had gathered in the games room. Nielle apologised to Samantha for their absence at the table, but the older woman just smiled knowingly. “Don’t worry about it, Nielle. There’s some left over pasta in the fridge, despite the best efforts of those two,” she nodded towards the group who were circling the pool table. “Thankfully Oliver and Chris didn’t eat us out of house and home this time.”
The two young men in question grinned and Chris called out, “We’re growing boys. We need our food.”
Summer, who was also there, simply rolled her eyes, and resignedly shook her head.
“Are you sure you want to be bonded to this one, Summer?” Zephyr asked from his position leaning against the doorframe.
“I ask myself that question every
