I retie the carrier and follow the others down the bleachers. When we reach the locker room doors Isaac and Scott are already out.
“How’d she do?” Scott leans over to peek at Aylin.
“Not a peep,” I smirk at the girls. “Unlike Lyssa.”
“What do you mean?”
“Lyssa just needed some Auntie Kat time and a lullaby.” I smile when I hear Aylin babbling against my chest. “Someone’s awake!”
“I can take her.” Scott holds Aylin as I taught him earlier, and smiles. “Hey, pretty girl! Did you have a good time with Mamma?” He pauses when he sees her shirt. “Really, Katya? Cute outfit, but we both know the looks come from my side of the family.”
“You’re only saying that ‘cause of Stiles.” I pout. “Which is not fair! We don’t know what happened with him!”
Scott smiles. “Whatever you say, Cariña.”
“Damn right Misiu.”
“Stiles!” Isaac shouts into the locker room. “Hurry up! Scott and Kat are being all mushy, and it’s getting annoying!”
My brother immediately runs out of the locker room. “Hey! Watch it! Both of you!” He stares at us, looking between the two of us. “You two seem awfully comfortable parenting together…”
“We’ve been parenting you for years, it’s hardly new.” I smile up at Scott. “Plus, I do all the work anyway! He just gets to stand there and look pretty.”
“That is not true!” Scott argues as we all walk to the parking lot.
“Who put in the car seat this afternoon?”
“You wouldn’t let me help!”
“GAH!” Isaac shouts. “Could you both please just shut up? I forgot how annoying you two are when you like each other.” Allison slaps his arm. “Ow!”
“You know what that was for, don’t even.”
As everyone piles into their cars, I look at Scott and hand him the keys before putting Aylin in her car seat, finally taking my seat in the back.
“I’m sorry about these past couple of weeks,” I state as soon as he starts driving. “I’ve had a lot on my mind, and I took it out on you, which isn’t fair.”
“Katya…” Scott sighs. “Listen, about that conversation we had. I’m sorry for how I responded, I was in shock, and it’s taken me up until today to figure out what to say…”
I shake my head. “Scott, you don’t have to.”
“No, no I do,” he parks on the side of the road. “Ekaterina, I have had a massive crush on you since the sixth grade, and that day on the porch, I wanted nothing more than to kiss you, and tell you everything I feel for you. And yet I didn’t, because I hesitated, I thought about what Stiles would say, and I hesitated.” He takes a breath. “I’ve been falling for you for ages Katya, and I want to be more than just your brother’s best friend.”
I jump over the seat and kiss him. When I pull away I smile. “You have never been just my brother’s best friend Scott.” I glance at Aylin. “Now let’s get our little one home.”