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Our thoughts sometimes,sometimes, aligned.
God help us both.
As I got back to work, my brain was whirring in many different directions, and I was actually glad when my asshole brother called. Until, of course, he spoke. Which made me remember why I wanted to smack him.
Repeatedly.
With one of his beloved Fenders—the one he’d grabbed at auction that had once been a part of some special project Bryan Adams was involved in.
"What do you want?" I sniped as I put him on FaceTime.
He glowered right back at me. "To speak to you."
"Why? I thought you made it abundantly clear that I was an idiot for sacrificing my career for something I believed in?"
"I can still love you if you’re an idiot. Mostly, I just want to know why the hell you’re not here."
"Because I didn’t want to see you," I retorted.
He huffed. "Savvie, come on. Don’t be stupid."
"Don’t you dare call me stupid," I snapped. "I’m not stupid just because we don’t agree on something.
"I told you, Camden, I wouldn’t put up with your bullshit anymore. You might be my big brother, and a million groupies might want to suck that skanky dick of yours, but I’m not going to let you belittle my beliefs."
He scowled. "I didn’t do that!"
"You totally did."
"You worked hard to reach that position."I really hadn’t."I just hated to see you throw it away."
"Some sacrifices are worth making." I pursed my lips then, deciding to change the subject, I told him begrudgingly, "You look good." The last time I’d seen him, he’d been strung out on something I didn’t want to know about.
He shrugged. "It did me good to get away."
"I’d roll my eyes but I’d do it so hard that they’d never go back to being normal again. Did you really have to go to a monastery in Tibet for some R&R?"
"Hey, don’t knock it until you try it," he said with a smirk. "Although, you’d go crazy there. You can’t talk so you can’t ask any goddamn questions."
"Sounds like hell for sure," I agreed, smirking right back at him.
"Seriously though, you should come here. There’s still time. I’ll send the jet—you can be home tonight."
His eyes softened, and for an instant, I understood what it was that had millions of women around the world losing their sense and their panties even if I thought they were all crazy.
Camden was my dad reincarnate, only without all the good stuff Mom had bred into him over the years together. Just all the nasty rocker shit that made him questionable to touch without gloves.
"Please, sis."
If someone hadn’t tried to kill me, I’d probably have said yes, but instead, I shook my head. "Camden, I know you’ve been in Tibet so you haven’t read the news, but I’ve got a lot of shit going on right now that I don’t want to bring down on the family."
"Like what?" He frowned. "Are you in trouble?"
I shrugged. "It’s all good. But I want you guys to have a great day, okay?" I smiled at him. "Merry Christmas, bro."
"Same, little sis. It’ll suck without you here."
"Maybe, or you could have the time of your life."
He pretended to ponder that, then, slowly murmured, "You know what, you could be right."
"I have your Christmas present for you before I forget." I flipped him the bird. "There you go." I flipped him the second one. "Never let it be said that I’m not generous."
