After dinner, Phoebe helped Evelyn clear the dishes to the kitchen. Outta the corner of her eye, she saw Theodore and Donovan chillin'' on the couch. Worried Donovan might start something with Theodore, she kept her ears on high alert. Evelyn noticed Phoebe was spaced out and took the bowl from her hands. "Look at you, daydreaming. Get outta here; don''t need you messing up my flow."


    "I''m not, Mom." Phoebe''s cheeks turned a bit blushed.@@novelbin@@


    "Go have some fun; I''ll handle the cleanup." Evelyn nudged Phoebe outta the kitchen and shut the door behind her. Phoebe stood there for a sec, then headed towards the living room.


    On the couch, the TV''s light flickered, casting shadows on Donovan and Theodore''s faces. Donovan grabbed a pack of smokes and offered one. "Want a cig?"


    Theodore waved him off. "Phoebe hates the smell of smoke."


    Donovan let out a coldugh and lit up. He was seriously ticked off with Theodore. Even though they were on the same level now, Theodore always had this superior vibe that made Donovan feel like crap. But Donovan never felt that way around Edward.


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