"I will come with you.... but on one condition."

Garren and I were confused.

"What condition?"

Greyson crossed his arms in front of his chest. "I want Cleo to come with us."

The room was then ruled by crickets after he averted his demand. I gave Garren a side-over. His face can't be described because of how screwed up it is.

I cleared my throat and sat beside Greyson. "I don't have to come with you. I'm pretty sure your dad will take good care of you."

He shook his head. "No. I want you with us, Cleo. If dad doesn't want that, then there will be no vacation." 

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