Giselle’s POV:
“Guys, I want to tell you sothing” I said while looking up from my food.
“Say it baby”, Kevin was the first one to reply.
I swallowed hard because I knew what I was going to say now would earn a disastrous reaction by the triplets.
“It’s a bit embarrassing for to say it but....” I said in a low voice, but one of the triplets cut off.
“But?” Riven looked at with judgy eyes.
“I still couldn’t differentiate between you all just by listening to your voices!” I spoke hurriedly, in one breath.
I closed my eyes and covered my face with the palms of my hands in embarrassnt.
“What? You can’t recognize us by our voices?” Kevin repeated after in shock.
“You can recognize us by looking at our faces, right?” Stefan asked in a curious tone.
“Yeah, but if my back is facing you and you call , I can’t differentiate between you three. You have identical voices too!” I replied, but still didn’t remove my hand from my face.
“Hmm” was the only reply I got from Riven, in his usual indifferent tone.
For a mont, there was silence in the room until Kevin began to talk.
“Why don’t we do one thing? We can call you with different nicknas and then you can understand who has called you”, Kevin suggested.
“Superb idea!” Stefan excitedly nodded in agreent.
“Can you please elaborate” I asked, and looked at both of them confusedly.
“You see, Giselle. Each one of us will give you a specific nickna and call you by that nickna only, and then you will be able to differentiate between us. Pretty simple”, Kevin explained in a casual tone.
“Oh, that’s a great idea, Kev”. I clapped my hands happily.
“I will call you ‘love’. I was the first one to call you love, love”. Stefan was first one to speak and his tone stubborn, making sure we all knew that he was not going to take ‘no’ for an answer.
“Sure” I replied and gave him a sweet smile.
“Okay, I will go with ‘baby’ then” Kevin replied with equal sweetness.
“Alright”, I smiled back at him.
“What about you, Riven?” Stefan asked curiously and all three of us turned towards him in excitent.
“Umm..?” Riven swallowed, he was a bit taken aback by his sudden question.
He looked a bit tensed. It looked like he was trying to co up with a nickna but his brain stopped working the mont Stefan asked him the question, hence, I decided to speak in his place.
“Sweetheart. He calls sweetheart. He can continue with that” I replied with a smile. I rember him calling sweetheart last night.
“You rember it?” He asked in astonishnt, but there was a hint of admiration in his cold eyes.
“Yes” I replied, smiling brightly.
He patted my head like a puppy with an infinitesimal smile and began to eat his food again.
“Am I your puppy?” I asked, even though I knew it was his way of expressing his feelings, but I wanted him to talk more. To express more of his emotions in front of .
“Nope, you are my Persian cat” he replied with a smile, but didn’t look at .
Am I a Persian cat? Is he teasing ? How dare he!
I glared at him, but he blissfully ignored .
“Riven loves the Persian cat”, Stefan spoke imdiately when he saw my ice cold glare at him.
I really didn’t believe it. I felt like he was pulling my leg. I know I said that I decided to trust them and give our relationship a chance, but I still can’t forget what happened in the past. That’s why I was being careful at each step.
I was still not completely aware of their likes and dislikes, hence, I decided to confirm it with my most trusted ally again.
I picked up my cell phone from the table and started typing.
“Whom are you texting, love?” Stefan asked in a casual tone, but I was not in the mood to reply.
Not until I was confird that they were speaking the truth.
Giselle: Hey, Caleb. Does Riven really like Persian cats?
Caleb: Like??? He loves Persian cats! Riven is freaking obsessed with Persian cats!”
I read the ssage and glanced at Riven and then Stefan. Both of them were having their breakfast silently when I didn’t speak.
So, were they telling the truth? Maybe I was overthinking. I should trust them.
When I didn’t reply for a while, another notification popped up.
Caleb: But why are you asking this so suddenly?”
Caleb: Your out of the blue questions always shock !
Giselle: Nothing bro, he just called ‘Persian cat’, that’s why I asked if he really liked them or he was pulling my leg.
Caleb: Ohhh.
Caleb: He must really like you then. He doesn’t give nick nas so easily. He still calls only ‘Caleb’, not even a brat or sothing.
His previous statents were spinning in my head.
He really likes ? He does give nicknas so easily? He is obsessed with Persian cats? That ans Riven is obsessed with now?
Caleb: Sis?
Caleb: You there?
Giselle: Yeah, thanks for the info. Talk to you later then.
Caleb: Okay, take care, sis.
The rest of the day was normal. We had little conversations every now and then. They were trying their best to get to know .
I got my mother’s call for real this ti. She asked how it was going and if I was taking the pills on ti.
I called my father. I was missing him. He sounded a bit too concerned about when he got to know about my trip with the triplets alone. He told to call him if anyone tries to hurt .
Now, who will tell my father that I was the one who was trying to satisfy every one of them in a single night?
After a long conversation with my father and promising him that I would call him twice a day, he let disconnect the call.
I lied on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about my life choices, when I heard a knock on my door.
Knowing it was only triplets and in the entire lake house, I replied, “Co in.”
The door opened with a thud and a very aggressive Kevin ca inside the room.
When I observed the change of expression on his face, I couldn’t help but ask, “What happened, Kevin?”
In reply, he walked towards and in a fraction of seconds, he was in front of .
I was about to ask him again but he slamd his lips on mine before saying, “I want you...”
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