CHARLOTTE

I stepped out of the house, carrying a bunch of sauces with me. Charlie and Benjamin were done grilling the fish. Although Charlie never liked to add veggies on the side, because of Benjamin, Charlie didn't argue. “Something smells delicious.” I spoke out loud, making my way toward the table they had set for us. I didn't have to do anything at all. Boys did everything for me.

When I met Benjamin's gaze, he had his mischievous glint in his eyes. He pointed his finger at me and mouthed quietly. “You!” My eyes widened as I knew what he was referring to. I didn't know how to hide my...