Secrets Worth Keeping (Finding my Home #2)- Nikita Parmenter Page 0,133
want to put him in any more danger though Sunshine but we won’t let him just leave us out anymore. We’re family and we fucking stick together” Riot says firmly.
“Promise?”
“I fucking swear it Everleigh” he vows and my stomach finally settles.
Chapter Thirty-Two
“Thank you, Riot” I say gratefully, reaching up on my tip toes to kiss him.
“Anytime Ever, we don’t want to lose him either.”
“I get that” I say and then grin, “do you want to help me ice the cupcakes?”
“You made cupcakes, Sunshine?”
“I bake or cook when I’m worried. It helps to get me out of my head. Back home that was mostly brewing coffee or making a bowl of dry cereal since there was nothing else, here it means cupcakes” I admit.
“Rafe does that too,” he smiles, “I’d love to help you ice the cupcakes, fair warning though, I’ve never done it before.”
“It’s pretty easy once you get the hang of it” I tell him and he eyes me sceptically. “Really, you’ll be fine. Besides we’re going to eat them anyway they don’t have to look pretty!” I reason.
“Alright, set me up then” he says.
I hand him an icing bag and fill one up for myself too then show him how I ice cupcakes, it’s probably completely different to how anyone else does it but it works so I’m calling it a win.
“It’s actually not that difficult once you get the hang of it.” Riot starts, “my first two were truly terrifying” he chuckles.
“The first ones are always throw away ones, like when you make pancakes. It just means we get to eat those now” I grin and him one of the cupcakes with dodgy icing.
“I like that, good thinking Dragonfly. Cheers” he grins as he nudges my cupcake with his and takes a bite. “These are pretty good, Sunshine.”
“You sound surprised?” I mock with my eyebrow raised.
“Well I am. From what you’ve said you didn’t have the groceries or facilities to make things like this before so I am surprised that you can make them so well and I don’t see a recipe book anywhere either, so you know it well enough that you can make them off the top of your head” he explains.
“I used to go to the library to escape sometimes and they had a pretty poor collection of books since it was a shitty neighbourhood but for some reason they always had a lot of cook books. I used to read them and write down the recipe’s to help me remember. I couldn’t take them home with me so that was the only way I’d be able to do it. Some recipes I’ve forgotten but my favourites have stuck with me. I also used to have home economy and I learnt the more practical skills in there” I explain.
“Always full of surprises, Sunshine. It’s pretty cool that you can still remember some of the recipe’s well enough to cook them” he compliments and I grin.
“Alright let’s get the rest of these iced. The lasagne and garlic bread should be ready any minute” I add.
“I love lasagne” Riot replies excitedly making me chuckle.
We work together in silence until all of the cupcakes are done and the lasagne is ready to come out of the oven. Once the table is set and the foods all laid out, I don’t even need to call the guys as the all appear and take their seats complimenting how good it smells. We all make quick work of the food and cupcakes, even finishing off the rest of Rafe’s brownies too. We spend the rest of the evening messing about and watching a couple of movies. I end up cuddling with each one of them but I can’t help spending a little bit more time with Atlas. None of the guys seem to mind though and although we’re trying to avoid it, there’s this cloud hanging over us, just at the periphery, none of us want to leave Atlas.
It seems that the longer that the evening wears on the less willing any of us are to separate and go to bed, which means we all end up curled up on the floor or couch and even Atlas doesn’t bother going upstairs as I put my head on his chest. Jensen leaning against my back and Cash leant against my knees.
I sleep soundly like I always do when I’m surrounded by all of my guys and only stir once when someone lays a blanket over the three of us, I briefly