Teasing Mikw

SUMMER

My mates went into the kitchen to wash their hands before they joined me in the dining, wiping their palms on a napkin.

I avoided the flowers they got for me like a plague, making sure I didn't sit next to Miles, who had it placed beside him. Mitch rested next to me like he had always done, raising an eyebrow at the wine in the bucket. He didn't need to ask for me to know why he had such an expression on his face as he looked at the bucket.

“It's for a celebration,” I provided, standing to uncover their plates before I sat back. I wanted to bake cookies for our dessert, but wasn't good enough at that. I was still learning how to make a pie and would perfect it soon. Which was why I decided on the simple meal.

“This smells delicious, baby girl! It's even better than Mike's cooking!” Miles gushed, and the others nodded their support.

I blushed at his words. To be compared to Mike, it seemed I was getting somewhere. Mike was the best cook among his brothers. He can practically