"Her grandmothers are best friends and are founders of a famous beauty brand in Brazil, and Thays's two youngest siblings work with them. Her mom is a brain surgeon and owner of some hospitals, and her second oldest brother, who's also a doctor, works with her. While her dad has farms and owns a wine factory, and her third brother works with him. Whereas her oldest sister works on the bank their grandfather's founded together before they both passed away," I know I needed to be aware of all this.
"And her other four siblings? The 4th, 5th, 6th, and 8th? What do they do?" Graham tilted his head curiously, paying attention to everything.
"Those four work with her. They manage the resorts and hotels she has in the bay cities of Brazil. Thays told me she gave them that because none of them wanted to work in any of their family businesses," I got up, and as I went to the kitchen, they all followed me like puppies. "I bought two boxes of Magnum ice cream yesterday, you want it? You should eat it before she sees it and eat it, because she's quite addicted to chocolate."
They nodded and I jumped on the island, sitting over it with my legs crossed. My siblings sat on the chairs around me and each took one. We all love Magnum ice cream.
"Did you cook for her?" Luke asked.
"Actually, she's a better cook than I am. So, she's the one who cooks and I clean the mess. She likes to cook," rolling my shoulders, I took a bite of my ice cream, closing my eyes to savor the caramel flavor.
When I opened my eyes again, they were all glared at me stunned. "She cooks better than you?" Henry seemed the most chocked.
And well, I haven't cook for her yet, but I know she's better than me at it. "Mm-hm."
"Ugh, you hit the jackpot," Graham mumbled.
"I did. To make it easier for you, she's like a female version of me, but without the addiction to cleaning," as she put it. "Her ego is as high as mine, so avoid complimenting her, or she might even be able to fly with all of that."
They burst out laughing, "Now that will be interesting," Henry mocked. "That means she's annoying."
I gasped, pretending to be offended, "And she is!" For real. "That's why we spend 3 years and a half on the hate-zone. She's amazing until she opens her mouth. And she's curse like the hell of it."
"Sounds like someone who's able to deal with your unbearable ass," Ethan chuckled. "I won't ask for a photo because I doubt you will show us, since you are the possessive and jealous type."
I am. "I am not!"
"Yes, you are!" They exclaimed together.
"So," Ethan kept going, "as I won't ask for a photo. Describe her to us. I'm curious. And mom only kept saying she was short, hot, and latina."
"And with big breasts," Luke added.
I glared at him. "I suggest you not to repeat that. Don't talk about her breasts."
He put his hands up, "Sorry. Couldn't hold it!"
"Then try it. But yes, she's hot, short, and latina," then I proceeded to describe her and they seemed pleased with it. "Her tattoos are definitely are highlight and suit her personality a lot."
Ethan bit his bottom lip, "Tell me the first song that comes to your mind if I tell you her name. Thays."
The answer rolled from my lips automatically, "Collide by Justine Skye, feat Tyga."
He grinned, "Naughty."
I felt my cheeks, face, and even my ears hot, "Stop with those questions, dumbass. You are getting on my nerves."
"Is she jealous and possessive like you?" Graham asked smiling, and I bit my bottom lip, because I don't know the answer to that.
But after seeing the hit of annoyance on her face when I talked about Nicole, I doubt she's the type to stay shut when someone gets on her zone. "I don't know if I would say she's in the same level as I tend to be, but she definitely would cause a commotion if she saw something she didn't like. Like I said, Thays has a hot temper."
When I said that, they all had the same reaction, as a wide and mischievous grin took over their lips, "Then I bet she won't like Nicole. She knows you ex will be there, right?" Luke asked, clearly anxious to throw fuel to the fire.
"Of course, she knows. But she's confident in herself. She knows she has no reason to feel insecure."
"Well, but Nicole always tries to get too close to you on our reunions, and Arwyn enjoys it since he knows you don't," Henry brought it up.
I got down and sat on the chair between Luke and Ethan, "If she tries anything shameless while Thays is with me, she won't stand still. And none of us should stop her if she tries anything against Nicole," I grinned. "I would actually enjoy the sight of that disgraceful bitch getting into a fight she can't win."
And the sight of Thays angry too. I can't resist.
"Seems like our extended holiday will be extra special this year," Luke exclaimed grinning widely, and I felt glad for having them here with me.
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As I was making breakfast for myself after waking up and taking a good bath, I sat down and opened my phone. A smirk took over my lips the instant I read her contact name again.
I'm surprised she sent me a text first. And half an hour ago, at that.
Sweetheart: Is everyone in your family scared of cats too? Or you are the only one in that level of being a coward?
Grinning, I began to type my answer.
Aaron: Please, remind me again which one of us is scared of horror movies. Oh, yes. You.
Aaron: What is your annoying ass doing now?
After almost a minute, the messages turned blue, showing she saw it, and then she began typing. It's been ages since I last talked on the phone like this. Normally I just call people.
Sweetheart: Go to hell.
What a way to wake up.
Sweetheart: Being scared of horror movies is totally understandable, maldito. But being scared of CATS?
Sweetheart: *laughing gif*
Sweetheart: What a pussy.
Sweetheart: I just came back from the gym. Why?
So she go to the gym? Makes sense. Her belly is flat and her abs are quite marked. Not to mention that her arms and shoulders are softly toned, which wouldn't happen if she didn't work out. Her legs are probably toned too, and her ass…
Ugh. What am I thinking?
Aaron: When and where do you work out?
Sweetheart: Everyday. 6 am and 8 pm. I may not look like it, but I'm hyperactive and anxious. Working out helps me.
Aaron: I can relate. Do you just work out?
Sweetheart: You are hyperactive? Hah, makes sense. That's why you can't stay the fuck down and keeps walking around your damn place all the time. And why do you have to walk so loudly?
Gasp. She doesn't give me a break.
Aaron: I don't walk loudly.
Sweetheart: Then how can I, literally, hear you walking from my apartment? You projected this building and you know the ceilings aren't thin.
"Is the way I walk noisy?" I stared at my feet. "But I walk normally."
Aaron: It's not that I'm loud, idiot. My feet is heavy. And you didn't answer.
Sweetheart: *rolling eyes gif*
Sweetheart: I also do boxing. In the morning I do boxing and Pilates. And at 8 pm I do the normal gym excise. I can't sleep without working out in some kind of way.
Does that mean that she doesn't works out when she goes out with a guy? Is that what she means? Are we talking about that kind of extra energy?