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    From Scratch (Chapter 4)

    “Ah, there she is!” Andrew grinned, nodding towards the seating area and eventually bringing up a hand to point his sister out when Peter still couldn’t find her. 
    “Is that Dylan?” Peter then asked, and Andrew shot him a ‘who else?’ look. Smirking, he allowed his boyfriend to lead him over to the seating area, where the women greeted them with happy faces, though Peter couldn’t help but feel as though they had just interrupted something. Ignoring the sensation, however, he took a seat beside Andrew as he led a conversation, his arm around the other man’s shoulders and playing with the hair at the top of his neck. It was half an hour later, when the four of them decided it was definitely time to leave, that they finally trudged out into the open air and called for a taxi. Seeing as it would be a waste to get two, they shared the taxi, Andrew and Peter offering to pay despite the women’s protests. 
    When the car rolled up along the street just outside of their house, Peter and Andrew clamoured out, offering money to the driver while Helena shared a look with Dylan. Her stomach still rattling from their earlier kiss, she offered the other woman a small smile, a quick ‘good night’, and left the cab. First in the house, Peter thanked Hailey and watched her walk down the street to her house that was a mere fifty meters away before returning inside and heading up to bed, exhausted. 
    “What were you and Dylan talking about?” Andrew asked, leaning over a counter as Helena struggled out of her heels and placed them messily in the kitchen, planning on shifting them when she woke up, but right now the aching from her feet meant she couldn’t stand to even look upon the offending footwear. She turned around to face her brother and leant back against the counters behind her, answering, “I don’t know…just…stuff,” She supplied, though could see he wasn’t fully satisfied with her reply. 
    Shrugging, Andrew mentioned, “It felt like we had stumbled upon some private moment…” 
    Shaking her head, his sister coolly shot back, “Stumbled being the operative word. How much have you had to drink?”

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    1. They both moved fast didn’t they not that I’m complaining lol. So do they know Peter and Andrew I mean. How is Helena going to see Dylan again without causing detection I wonder.Great update :D

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