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Chapter. 1

Thanksgiving, that time of year where you gather up your family and enjoy a dinner.. some pumpkin pie, some good old memories and quality time with each other. I don't even know half of my dads side of the family, they're coming down from Sweden just for a while because of thanksgiving. I wasn't even sure how many were coming or how long they were staying.

"Toby, take this sleeping bag to your room. Your uncle Martin will be sleeping in your room with you" my dad told me.

"But.. I don't even know this guy, is he going to be loud?" I asked him with a small whine in my voice, I didn't want to share my room. I hated people sleeping in my room.

"He's a very quiet man, okay? Just go put the bag in your room. Please?" I nodded a couple of times then started up the steps, I was nervous to meet them most of all. I didn't know any of them, but my moms side was already here and I knew a majority of them. Which were my grandparents, aunts, uncle and their family. Our house isn't small, but it's definitely not big enough to fit several families.

I sat the sleeping bag down on the bed, then I heard the doorbell which scared me. I don't know any Swedish, I don't know what could offend them, I didn't even know how to act around them. My dads voice broke my train of thought "Toby, get down here!" He shouted up the stairs.

I quickly fixed my hair and made sure my sweater was straight before I walked out of the room and quickly down the stairs, which I actually did trip over a couple of my cousins toys but I caught myself right before I fell, gracefully jumping to my feet at the end of the stairs where I turned my head up and saw a man right in front of me. My eyes were a little wide as my heart sank into my stomach. He was sort of a larger fellow, with these beautiful blue eyes and a scar on his lip. He was.. hot.

"Toby, this is your uncle Martin" my dad introduced us. I felt a little bad that I had actually thought this man was hot, but he was. He was very attractive to me.

"H-hi, I'm Toby. I'm.. your dads son.. I mean, your brothers son" I stammered a little while I held my hand out for his.

He let out a small chuckle which made me smile a little, it wasn't a snotty chuckle or one that was particularly judging me so I felt better "we're family, we can hug" he said before he grabbed my hand and pulled me into a small hug. He was so warm.. I couldn't help but wrap my arms around his neck and let him hug me. It was sort of an awkward hug because of the way he was holding me, like you would a woman or something. I didn't mind it, it was a really nice hug. I closed my eyes for just a second before he finally let go, reluctantly I did too.

"That was.. a nice hug, uh.. let me show you where you'll be sleeping then I'll let my dad take over the tour" I said with a small chuckle then took his hand in mine, I hadn't realized how fast I was actually opening up to this man until I realized that I hadn't hugged any of the other family members and I normally wouldn't even dare to touch someone else. He followed up the steps silently, his fingers sort of gripping onto mine as we walked up the stairs which I could've let go but I didn't want to, it was nice.

I walked down the small hallway and into my dark room where I had turned around but bumped into him, I figured he'd move with me but he didn't. And I felt like an idiot, I let out a small chuckle and leaned over a little bit so that I could turn on the light "this will be where you and I are going to sleep" I told him.

"I'm assuming I'll be sleeping on the floor, I don't think your bed is big enough for the two of us" he said with a small chuckle.

I looked over at the bed then shrugged my shoulders just a little "we'd fit.. maybe" I said a little hesitantly. I didn't hear my dad say anything about sharing a bed with him.