Husband With Benefits-Chapter 558: The Swing

Autumn sat staring at her hand while Arabelle lay on the floor, surrounded by her colorful crayons, drawing something diligently. It was a rare moment where both sisters could sit in peace, with nary a concern.

Arabelle stared at her sister intently before getting up from the floor and walking to her and tugging at her sleeve. Autumn looked down to see Arabelle beaming at her," Look, Autumn. I made a picture"

As she pushed the large sheet of paper into her hand, she moved to climb into her lap as well, effectively snuggling close to her.

"Its a beautiful picture, Arabelle. Where did you get the idea for a swing like that?"

"It is outside in our yard. Gabe is putting it up."

"He is?"

"Yes. Look."

Autumn’s gaze followed her pointing finger and widened her eyes. Well, there really was a swing set in their otherwise empty yard. She blinked. Just how long had she been daydreaming for?

While Autumn was still in a daze, Arabelle had already run out, leaving the drawing of the man and the swing in Autumn’s hand. She watched as Arabelle hurtled and almost fell but was caught and lifted into the air by Gabe effortlessly. Even through the closed windows, she could hear the laughter of the two people.

As he placed Arabelle onto the swing, the sun caught his wedding ring, making it glint brightly. She was thrown back to a blurry memory of herself playing on a swing, her father pushing her while her mother brought cold drinks outside and joined in the play.

The nostalgia washed over her and she grinned. She could recreate the scene. So what if their relationship was not real. Gabe was her friend. He’d said so himself when he’d placed the cold compress on her hands and promised to teach her self defence.

So,no matter if her and Gabe were only a fake couple. To Arabelle they were real, so she would give her the real memories to look back on. Skipping to the kitchen, she quickly prepared a pitcher of lemonade and decidedly walked outside.

Arabelle was the first to notice her as Gabe stood behind her and pushed the swing. She laughed as the swing moved forward, calling out to her, "Autumn! Look! I am flying!"

She felt her heart jump in her throat as the girl let go of the side and she called out," Don’t let go."

"Relax. She’s secure." Gabe’s voice sounded close to her, and she almost jumped again. When did he walk around and come to her. "You brought lemonade. Thanks for this Autumn! I was thirsty." He picked up the pitched and poured the glass for himself, finishing it one go.

She smiled and placed the lemonade on the small bench nearby," I thought we could take something refreshing.

Arabelle slowed down on the swing, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Can I have some, too?"

"Of course," Autumn said, pouring a small glass and handing it to her sister. Arabelle took it eagerly, gulping down the sweet, tangy drink.

"This is so good!" Arabelle exclaimed, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

Gabe chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corner, taking a sip from his own glass. "Perfect for a sunny day like this." frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

As Arabelle finished the glass, she summoned her personal ’servant’, "Gabe! Can Autumn sit on the swing too? Can you push her?"

"No! I am not getting on that swing. I’m too big for it. I have work to do..." Autumn hurriedly stepped back, lest any of them get any ideas.

"Come on, Autumn! You can’t go back inside and work! You have to play with me! Let’s play a game and we can have fun together."

"A game? What kind of a game?" Autumn asked slowly.

She watched as Gabe placed the glass down and went to whisper something in Arabelle’s ear. And then the two looked at her...Something was brewing.

Soon, Arabelle was taken off the swing and came to her running before catching her hand. She looked down into her sparkling eyes and blinked as Arabelle shouted," We are playing Tag and you’re it, Autumn! Come and catch us..."

As she watched Arabelle run away, she heard Gabe’s playful voice, "Come on Arabelle. Better run. What are yuo doing,Autumn? You can’t just let her get away! You’ll bring shame to all the older siblings..."

She cast a glance at Gabe who stood there, grinning like a child himself and a competitive spark lit in her eyes. She took off after the little girl while Arabelle darted around the yard, her small legs pumping furiously as she tried to evade capture. Gabe stood back for a moment, watching the chase before joining in, pretendin to be on Autumn’s team but providing cover for Arabelle as she raced around.

Narrowing her eyes, she turned to the man who was putting a wrench in her plans and quickly changed her target. This time, pretending to go after Arabelle, she decided to tag Gabe.

But Gabe was surprisingly more agile than she anticipated, dodging Autumn’s attempts to tag him while simultaneously making it difficult for her to catch Arabelle. Finally, she decided to attack him directly and charged forcefully in his direction, determined to tag him.

He stood there, challenging her as he darted to the side, narrowly avoiding her reach, but she was faster than he anticipated. With a burst of speed, she lunged forward, her fingers brushing against his arm.

"You’re it!" she declared triumphantly as she bent down, holding her knees as she tried to catch her breath and watched as he took off after Arabelle, taking to his new role with alacrity.

Meanwhile she watched Arabelle squeal as she tried to run but she was no match for the man’s long legs and was quickly scooped up by Gabe who spun her in the air as she squealed in protest, "You’re supposed to tag me, not lift me...." But Arabelle’s laughter belied her complaining... it sounded too delighted.