Noah froze tensed above me.
My eyes widened and we stared at each other in a horrified silence.
Then Noah closed his eyes and cursed.
"Noah! Language!" Came a shrill, young sounding voice.
Noah opened his eyes and turned his head towards the door where a young girl stood leaning against the wall.
Blonde hair surrounded her head like a halo and blue eyes twinkled up at us.
However, her innocent face looked nothing like her outfit.
A black shirt that read "Tiny but skull crushing." was paired with dark blue leggings. What looked like sharpie was scribbled across her arms, wrists, and any skin that was visible except her face and neck.
Who was this chick?
As if he could read my mind, Noah growled her name the next second.
"Addie..."
Ah, Noah's 12 year old cousin.
Who just saw us...oh God.
My cheeks flared red as Addie grinned.
"Mommy dropped me off. She had a meeting, and thank God she did! Can you imagine her face if she saw you?" Addie laughed, making my face burn even brighter.
"Addie, if you don't get your little a-"
I kicked Noah before he could finish that sentence.
He shot me a glare.
"Shes a kid." I mouthed.
Noah rolled his eyes, but changed his words either way.
"Addie, if you don't get your wonderful little butt out of my room before I count to three, I'm locking you in the closet." Noah threatened.
Addie rolled her eyes. "You won't."
"One..."
Addie stuck up her chin and waited patiently.
"Two..."
Her glare dropped, and she blinked nervously.
"Two and a half...Addie..."
A flickered of hesitation blinked in Addie's eyes.
"Thr-"
"OKAY I'M GOING JUST KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS PLEASE!" Addie screamed as she fled the room.
"JUST DON'T MAKE BABIES! I MUST REMAIN THE CUTEST IN THIS FAMILY!"
I snorted in amusement as Noah cracked a grin.
"I'LL BE IN THE KITCHEN PRAYING FOR YOU! YOU NASTIES!"
I pursed my lips together to keep from giggling.
Noah rolled his eyes, then muttered something under his breath.
"Little brat." It sounded like.
"You wouldn't have actually locked her in the closet, right?" I asked, tilting my head to the side.
Noah's chest vibrated as he chuckled
"Nah. She always runs before three."
"But what if she didn't?"
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