Lola and Slater stayed quiet, watching the children finish their homework in the living area. Her brows rose as she turned to the person seated next to her.
"Is your brother going to be fine?" she asked, watching Slater stare at her before his mouth curved into a grin.
"Why? Worried about your hubby?" he teased, only to see her expression drop. "Hehe. Don't worry. Your hubby is pretty reliable. He'll be back before you even know it."
Lola didn't dwell on his teasing and let out a deep exhale. Seeing her reaction, Slater's teasing smile softened into a more comforting one.
"Sis, don't worry."
"I'm not worried at all," she said plainly, looking back at him. "If anything, I'm relieved."
"Why? Feeling a bit shy?" He scooted closer, as if the scolding from the twins hadn't happened. "You were a bit shy, weren't you?"
"..." Lola stared at him, pondering. "Yeah. I don't know how to face your brother when he just… steals my lips."
