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When Jethro opened the door and caught his name on Mother T's lips, he knew the mother and daughter were in their night chitchat which usually has him as the culprit.

Rose was grinning at him above her dish of meatloaf and he returned a frown. The girl pouted and then gave a quiet laugh. Such an annoying girl. Mother T looked back when she saw her laughing.

"Evening Mum." Jethro greeted and quickly fell into steps before the woman could say a word.

"Hey, hold your horses." Mother T stopped him as he was about to open the door to his room, "You said you were going to see Gavin, right?" She demanded.

Jethro rolled his eyes. There was something about the question that didn't go well with him. Maybe Mother T had caught him. He had lied to the woman he was going to see Gavin but went to Ava instead.

He hesitated for a minute and then answered cautiously, "Yes."

Mother T swallowed a spoonful of her meal and then stared at him, "Really? But Gavin came here and he said..."

"Yeah, he said his Mum told him Jethro came and even waited for some time before leaving." Rose came in before Mother T could finish her statement.

"Did he?" Mother T's eyes fluttered at her in confusion.

"Yes, Mum." Rose lied, "Maybe you missed that." She said and then gave Jethro a meaningful wink.

Jethro smiled as he saw that. Rose had come to his rescue. She was just a frustrating girl. She could be bitchy at a time and then a sweet sister moments later.

"Alright," Mother T breathed in agreement and then beamed at her son, "Your food is here. Your favorite." She said with glee.

Jethro chuckled in a small delight and then shifted glances between the two females, "And is that why you two were discussing me?" He asked playfully and the response he was given was a roar of laughter.

Jethro continued to smile as he watched Mother T and Rose chortle, and he wondered what was funny that he had said.

"Sorry, Jeth. Mum told me she met with your twin today." Rose laughed, her voice shaking in the mirth.

"My twin?" Jethro's brows arched.

"Yeah, that boy." It was Mother T who laughed now, "Just rude as you are. You see the way he yelled at his Mum." Mother T honked. She was talking about how Finn had behaved to Emma.

"And have I ever yelled at you that way?" Jethro smirked and then scowled when Rose gave a snicker.

"Someone didn't receive a slap yesterday for being rude, did he?" Rose had returned to her annoying self.

Jethro's eyes hardened the more and Mother T just laughed quietly. She seemed to also enjoy how Rose always taunt him.

"Sorry. Sorry." Rose grinned an apology when his scowl would tarry on her.

Jethro did not say a word. He just turned and before he could open the door to his room, Mother T's voice stopped him again.

"Jeth, can you remember the boy's name?" She asked teasingly with Rose's snigger weaving along with the question.

"No, I can't." He spat, knowing he was being played. He yanked the door open and slid in before another word could stop him.

He threw his backpack on his bed and finally had time to check who had been disturbing him with calls for the past one hour. He brought out his cellphone and it was Gavin as expected. And as usual, the boy had strangled his inbox with a flurry of messages.

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