"Noah, Ethan?!"
She gasped in surprise and sat up joyfully, hugging the two little ones.
"How did you come back? Did Aunt Jones bring you?"
The brothers smiled mysteriously and shook their heads.
No?
Confused, she caught a glimpse of a figure appearing in the bedroom doorway.
Looking up, she was shocked into a stupor.
That person—
Kane tantalizingly tossed his big wavy curls and struck a seductive pose like a modern lady, leaning against the door frame while making a flirty eye at her.
Amelia Garcia shuddered with fright, trembling all over, and exclaimed in disbelief, "Kane? What... what happened to you—"
Oh my God!
It was embarrassingly awful to see!
"Kane is so funny! He scared Aunt Jones yesterday, she nearly tripped while walking!" Ethan pointed at the tall figure at the door, posing and primping, and laughed so hard he could barely straighten up.
Amelia gulped, regained her composure, and asked in surprise, "You didn't leave yesterday?!"