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“Why isn’t your new boyfriend here?” one of my brothers asked.
I looked toward the speaker and found Gable glaring at me.
I nearly laughed.
They really hated that I had a boyfriend. Especially one they couldn’t control.
“The service was beautiful.”
I whirled in Shayne’s arms and found Keene standing directly behind me.
All of my brothers stiffened, having not heard him come in.
“You’re back!” I replied, excited.
“I’m back.” He looked tired.
But him in that suit… rawr.
He reached for me, and I immediately fell into his arms.
He caught me up, pulling me tight against him.
I closed my eyes and breathed in his woodsy scent.
I hadn’t realized how much I needed this until I was right where I belonged. In his arms.
“I’ll give you and Shayne that ride,” he said. “And what’s this about dinner?”
“I forgot,” I mumbled into Keene’s chest. “We’re having dinner at my parents’ house because it’s tradition. Also, I was supposed to invite your sisters.”
“You don’t want my sisters there, because they come with their kids.” Keene chuckled. “But I’m all about dinner.”
“What’s wrong with their kids?” Atlas asked.
He sounded curious, not offended that Keene didn’t want his sisters there.
“They’re… feral,” he admitted. “They were raised like little hooligans. Allowed to do whatever, whenever. Circus kids are like that. They’re so used to being able to do what they want, when they want, that they don’t know how to interact with society.”
I chuckled. “They’re not that bad.”
“They’re that bad,” Keene disagreed, squeezing my shoulders before letting me go.
I wrapped my arms around myself at the loss.
When I finally saw where he was headed, it was toward my mom.
“May I?” Keene asked my dad.
Dad backed away, allowing my mom to be hugged into Keene’s strong arms.
“I’m sorry for your loss,” he said. “It breaks my heart that you lost your daughter. That they lost their sister.”
Mom sniffled a bit, leaning into Keene’s chest much like I did.
It was only after he shook hands with my brothers and led Shayne and me outside that I remembered about Costas.
Costas was leaning against his car, legs crossed in front of him, staring down the street.
