When we reached the mansion, I went straight to the room and changing my clothes. Later that night I began working on my assignnts sitting on the bed. While solving one of the problems, Julie ca in barging inside the room.
"Lilly," her sweet voice called out and I turned back to see her standing with a box and a book in each hand. Aunt Lilly was too old and I was still in college therefore when she asked if she could call Lilly I had agreed right away.
"Yes, Julie what is it?" I asked her wondering what she wanted and she showed what she held in her hand.
"I don’t know which color to put," she replied her brows furrowed and filling her cheeks with air, "Will you help ?" she asked .
"Sure, co here," I said patting my hand an empty space next to on the bed.
Her face broke into an adorable smile and she crawled on the bed. I was pushing the quilt to make more space when she moved in front of , her back to face so that she was sitting on my lap. Taking the book, she began flipping the pages and opened a page that had a bear in a forest. She then took out the box to reveal different colors of sketch pens.
"Okay," I heard her mutter softly to herself and looked at . I took a grey color when I saw Julie’s sibling Paul enter the room with his eyes a little dilated.
"Julie, mother, and uncle Luke are looking for you," he said but Julie seed not to care and took the colored pens to color the picture.
"I’m busy," she replied not looking up as she shaded. I looked at Paul and raised my brows in question.
"She broke uncle Luke’s phone," he went to explain and I hid my laugh with a cough, looking at them seriously, "And he’s really angry." I felt these two had a thing for breaking Luke’s cell phone.
"Why did you break it?" I asked Julie, moving to the side so that I could see her. Before anyone could talk, I heard Luke’s voice.
"Yes, Julie why did you break it? Look at the condition," he said showing the phone that had cracks all over the screen as he walked inside the room. He had a frown on his face and didn’t look angry. For few seconds the room was dead silent until Julie spoke in her small voice,
"You promised," she spoke, "You promised you would take out. You’ve been pushing the day since a month."
"And so you break my phone?" He asked her and I saw her take the book in front of , closing it to give it to .
"It’s like a reminder," she replied and then turned to face , "Keep it safe with you. Uncle Luke might take it," this made laugh while the three of them looked at confused.
"It’s just a cellphone, Luke. I’m sure you can buy a new one and let’s go out this weekend," I said and felt Julie relax taking her side.
"Do you know how hard it is to put back all the contacts?" he asked and before I counter he spoke, "I don’t keep a backup, the mory can be stolen and used by people. Now hand the book. You know the rules tit for tat, Julie," he said and I saw Julie shake her head.
"Lilly," she turned completely towards .
"Luke, let it go. You’re behaving childish, how old are you? Ten?" I asked him and heard both the twins snicker at my words due to which he narrowed his eyes. Then his expression turned to an evil grin which I didn’t like.
"Alright, honeybee," he said to which Julie jerked back looking around with wide eyes.
"Where where?" she asked searching for a bee but Luke continued.
"I’ll let it go on one condition. I’ll tell you the condition later but do you agree," he asked and I looked at him warily.
"What kind of condition is it going to be?" I asked him and saw him think.
"Don’t worry, I won’t violate you or ask you for a kiss. Those things I want it to be natural. So do you agree?" he asked patiently standing there waiting for my answer. He told he wouldn’t kiss or sothing so I think it was okay but this was Luke we were talking about. After a lot of thinking, I replied,
"Okay, I agree."
"Then it’s a deal," he grinned widely, "But there won’t be a next ti Julie if you break my phone," and Julie nodded and thanked before going out of the room with her brother, Paul.
He then ca to sit next to as his dark green eyes looked at , sparkling with mysteries in them. The room was dead silent and I didn’t know what to do so I went to pick my books and put it back in my bag. I wondered what Luke’s condition was going to be and it was gnawing in my head, finally, I asked.
"What’s the condition?"
"I was wondering when you would ask," he humd and then said, "The condition I have is..." he drawled.
"Is?" I prompted looking at his lips curve.
"A sip of your blood," he said and pointed towards his neck, "from here."
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