“If you want me to prove it then throw whatever else you like at me,” he taunted, closing his eyes again and waiting. Caleb smirked as he leaned forward, lifting his hand and casting round stones into his palm before throwing them at Gabriel one after another. My brother caught each of them with ease, never once opening his eyes and somehow having his hand in the perfect place to make the catch no matter what way Caleb shot them at him. “Satisfied?” Gabriel asked, smirking cockily and I grinned at him. That shit was stupid cool. I seriously had the best siblings.
