Short Stories

“Food is ready!” Parker calls, and I hit pause, already moving towards the kitchen. My stomach has been rumbling since the food started cooking, and the smell filled the house. “Better hope your uncle Callen doesn’t eat all of this before we sit down,” Parker says as Jaxon follows me in. “Oi, if anyone’s stealing…

Remy follows without hesitation now, his shoulders still tense but his steps eager. I tug him up the stairs, into my room, and close the door behind us. “Clothes off. Now.” My voice leaves no room for argument. He obeys instantly, lifting his shirt over his head whilst kicking his boots off. He doesn’t look…