When I woke up the following morning I was still sandwiched between the twins. I knew that Nathan was awake but Tristan was snoring softly.

“He’s always snores.” Nathan said. And I chuckled.

“At least he doesn’t sound like a freight train.” I said, sitting up but Nathan grabbed a hold of me and pulled me back down to the bed and wrapped his arms around me.

“I have to get up.” I said.

“No you don’t. We’re going to stay in bed all day today.” He said, kissing down the side of my neck. But I let out a loud sigh.

“I don’t think that would be a great...