Gareth looked confused as he walked up to me, watching as my brother headed back into the house. “Wasn’t that Martin?” he asked. “Did I disturb a serious conversation? Your cheeks are all red.”
I quickly turned my face away under the pretense of looking around. “It’s just because it’s cold,” I lied, “but anyway you didn’t disturb anything. He said he was going in to get some food.”
“Oh, okay,” he nodded, then his face suddenly lit up and he excitedly exclaimed, “Ah, before I forget!” He ran back to his car, took something out of the front passenger seat, then handed it to me with a wide smile on his face.
“Congratulations, Miss Vice President!” he said, “You’re the only one I’d gladly lose to.”
“T-thank you,” I muttered, suddenly feeling embarrassed and flattered as I held a large sun
