Deleted user
"Um… show me how to make your lemonade?" she said softly, turning Nicky's face to look at her instead of at his brother.
"Um… show me how to make your lemonade?" she said softly, turning Nicky's face to look at her instead of at his brother.
"Right. Yes. Lemonade." He didn't want to let go of her hand, obvious in how slowly he did so. "So, the lemonade powder I already measured out, it's a good bit less than the recommended amount, but there's a reason for that."
"Oh?" she asked, watching what he did.
"Yup." He dumped it in, stirring. "Then these little packets, you can use different ones for different pops of flavor. What should we do tonight?"
"Which one do you suggest?" she asked, leaning her head on his shoulder.
"Fruit punch!"
"I'd like that then."
"Alright! Depending on how much of that flavor you want, you add the powder." He dumped about half the packet in, and the red turned into a cloud in the yellow.
She smiled. "Alright, what's next?"
"Lemon juice!" He already had two lemon slices on the counter, and proceeded to squeeze all the juice out out of one into the pitcher, before sticking the other in his mouth like an orange slice.
She giggled. "You do that too?"
"You want one?" He asked, mouth full of lemon. "We got more in the fridge."
She hurried over to their refrigerator and opened it. "Where?" she asked.
"Bottom drawer, in the little tupperware container labelled 'Aaron, don't touch'. He doesn't like lemons."
"How can you not like lemons?" she asked, locating the box.
"They're sour and gross!" Aaron called grumpily.
"The sours makes them good!" she argued, shutting the doors and walking back to Nicky.
"See, Laura gets it!"
She giggled and blushed.
"Hey, I gotta check on the beef, you wanna stir?" Nicky asked Laura, already on his way to the stove.
"Sure," she said, resuming his work with a small smile. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and revealed a tattoo below her ear.
((wow it's in a great spot for him to kiss lol
He watched her for a few moments, a soft smile on his face, before Lilly poked his shoulder, whispering something to him.
;)
Laura glanced over at Nicky and Lilly, then quickly looked back at the pitcher she was stirring.
Nicky listened to Lilly, his face heating up as he replied and turned quickly to the beef.
Laura could feel herself getting anxious and her fingers shook, so she gripped the spoon tighter. Stop!
The following keyboard controls are supported across Notebook.ai. All keyboard controls are disabled when editing a document or notebook page.