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Twenty-Three
Declan
I peered at Conor,then down at the files he’d handed me.
“You shitting me?”
He sniffed. “When have you known me to shit you when it comes down to business?”
I rolled my eyes. “All the fucking time?”
His lips twitched. “Well, this is different. You’ve paid nearly one and a half million to this fucker. I ain’t about to play you around anymore. You were a kid. We all make mistakes.” He pulled a face. “I know I sure as hell did.”
“What? Breaking into NASA wasn’t a highlight of your misspent youth?”
“Oh no, that was the best fucking day of my life. I’m talking about not fucking Janie Petersen.” He whistled. “She’d have had my balls in a vise, and I’d have loved every minute of it.”
“Do we really need to hear about how you seriously need a dominatrix to keep you in line?” Brennan groused.
I smirked at him. “I can just see Conor in a gimp suit, can’t you?”
“I’d rock it, just like I rock everything.” He blew on his nails, making me wonder how the nerdy fuck always managed to look cool no matter what he did.
I’d hate him if I didn’t love the shit out of him.
“You seen this?” I asked, waving the file at Brennan.
“Course. Wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t.”
“True.” I tipped my head to the side as I stared in the rearview mirror. “Tail free.”
“Not just a pretty face,” Conor commented, making me shake my head as I laughed. “Better than Brennan, at any rate.”
“You drive like you belong in an insane asylum,” Brennan grumbled.
Because I’d already heard this three fucking times today, I grumbled back, “Look, as much as I love the matinee, I have places to be. People to see.”
“Yeah? Like who?” Conor sniped, giving me the side-eye.
“My woman?” I retorted.
“Yours,huh?” He hummed under his breath. “Proposed to her yet?”
“Nah. I don’t need to, do I? She has to know it’s in the cards. What with a man who makes you look sane behind the wheel for a father.”
“Every woman needs the romance, bro,” Conor retorted, shaking his head at me like I was a lost cause.
Goddamn nerve.
Dude’s longest relationship was with his right fucking fist, and here he was, giving me shit?
“He’s right,” Brennan confirmed. “You should propose. She’d dig it. Just because she’s not all girly girl doesn’t mean she wouldn’t love all the cutesy shit. In fact, I bet she’d really love it.”
My brow furrowed. “You think?”
“Yeah. I do.” Brennan nodded. “You got a ring picked out?”
“Well, yeah, but I was just going to give it to her when we were ready to get hitched.”
