The next day came as usual. For the first three periods, I didn't bump into grey eyes nor Miles.
My heart rate was normal also.
"My dad told me about the dinner date he planned with your aunt." Chloe says during lunch.
"And?" I have a feeling there's going to be an 'and' in her sentence
"And I can't wait for you to meet my brother!" She squeals.
"What's with me meeting your brother anyway. Some might think you want to marry me off to him."
"I've told you this before, it's weird you not meeting my twin after two years of knowing me. And God forbid me from marrying you to my brother."
"Why?" I ask with a chuckle.
"He's a dickhead." She answers.
"And how are you so sure he'll be there?" I ask as I pick on my salad.
"Dad has already told him he must attend. But knowing my brother, he'll arrive when dinner has ended."
"Really?"
She shrugs.
"Dad wants his appearance. He didn't specify that he wants Nick to have dinner with us."
"Nick?"
"Yeah. That's my brother's name."
