"You see the fucking wrinkles on her forehead."
"Yeah but how is that-"
"As her FRIENDS, it's your duty to help her de-stress" Kat continued, glaring daggers at Jordan.
"Unless you want to tell me that you're staying in her house, eating her food free of charge but you aren't her friend," She added.
"MY house. I rented the fucking place yet everyone keeps saying it's her house" Miles complained.
"Hey, I pay rent as well" Olive mumbled due to her face still being squished by Kat.
"And you" Kat turned to Miles. "Aren't you supposed to be her older brother she's always wanted?"
Both Olive and Miles's eyes widened. "You heard that?"
"Thin walls" Griffin said as Jordan knocked on the walls.
I wonder what else she heard.
"Yeah, I heard that. If you couldn't do this much for your sister, well then, what kind of brother would you be?"
Miles sighed, rubbing his elbow. "I guess you have a point"
Kat turned to Griffin and I. "Don't think I forgot about you two"
I smirked as my phone began to ring. "Sorry, but I can't stay."
"You can't just leave like that." She tried to argue but I interrupted her.
"I have work"
Olive broke out of Kat's grip. "You're leaving? What happened to me tutoring you?"
I walked over to Olive and crouched down in front of her. 
"Easy, princess. I'll be back in the afternoon. There will be plenty of time for me to tutor you"
"I think you're confused"
"I'm not, princess. We have a test in Programming next Friday and you're not ready. So I took it upon myself to help you" I said, ruffling her black hair.
"Oh, you don't slap his hand off when he ruffles your hair but when I do it, it's a fucking federal crime" Miles smiled at Olive.
Her face blazed as she slapped my hand off of her hair. "Shut up, Miles," She said before turning back to me.
"I-"
"Say thank you, princess," I smiled at her.
"Thank you" She mumbled, her eyes fixed on her hands in her lap.
"Good girl" I smirked, placing a kiss on her forehead before I stood up straight.
Her face twisted in disgust as she wiped the kiss off with the back of her hand. 
"What is wrong with you?"
"You weren't complaining when I kissed your forehead last night."
Another blush crept up her neck, staining her cheeks, ears and the bridge of her nose. 
"Why are you still here?"
"Okay, I'm leaving" I chuckled, heading outside while Griffin trailing behind me.
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"Is it who I think it is?" Griffin asked as we got into the car.
"Yeah." I rolled my eyes. "To the family house Mr. Charles" I told the driver.
"I've told you countless times, sir. It's just Charles" He smiled through the rear view mirror.