I smiled to myself as we all moved to the living room. Rory took the armchair near the door; Asher sat in the one to the left of the couch. Ethan and Miles sat on the floor. Zeke sat at the corner of the couch while I sat on the other side. Isaac nudged my shoulder. “Scoot over, Red, you’re the only one safe from him right now,” Isaac stage whispered. “Damn right she is,” Zeke mumbled. I scooted over and sat in the middle. Isaac wasn’t as big as Asher or Zeke, but he took enough space that my shoulder was pressing against Zeke’s arm. Everyone was debating about what football player was better
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