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“She didn’t mention it to you?”

“Does it sound like she did?”

He hefted out a sigh. “Would it be so hard to just answer the question? You don’t have to treat me like I’m an idiot.”

“No. She never said a word.” I softened my tone. Bark. That seemed to be the only way I knew how to react to anything. I’d always been blunt, but this bad habit had only gotten worse since—not now. “For the record, what she did to you, saying that man was your father, was shitty.”

“You seem confident that he wasn’t.”

I stared at him incredulously. “Out of the three of us, you’re the most like Dad. Sure, he and Andrew look more alike, but you’ve got his heart. And his smile.”

His lips parted. “I do?”

I punched him in the arm. “Don’t tell me you never noticed.” I made ahand over the goodsgesture. “Give me your phone. Show me a picture of the two of you.”

He didn’t have to scroll long before he found one. At the bar before all hell broke loose during our brother’s wedding weekend.

“See.” I held it up.

He scrutinized it for a minute. “We do, don’t we?”

He grinned at me. It reminded me so much of when he was a kid and I let him tag along to the movies with my friends.

“You should listen to your sister. She knows what she’s talking about.”

He took his phone back, studied it a little longer before returning it to his pocket.

I bumped his shoulder with mine. “You really never noticed?”

He shook his head. “Seems kinda hard to miss now that you point it out.”

“Ya think?”

“I should get back to it. One more day and I should be finished with the bathroom remodel.” He stood and dusted off his jeans.

“Give me a key. I want to come early to beat all the commuters.”

“I’ll get one made. Bring it to you tomorrow. What time do you think you want to get here?”

“Six thirty. Sevenish.”

He scratched the back of his neck. “You could stay with us. So you don’t have to make the trek.”

I blinked at him. That was a big offer, especially considering how strained things had been between us. I could learn a lesson in easy forgiveness from my brother.

“I’m sure your fiancée would be thrilled.” I deflected, the only thing I knew to do with the emotion swirling inside me.

He held out a hand and pulled me to my feet.

“As long as you don’t speak, I think it would be okay.” He chucked my chin. “She likes Blake.”

“How could she not?” I winked at him, and he laughed. “I can’t make it next Tuesday.”

“You don’t have to report to me.”

I shrugged. “Didn’t want you to think I flaked out on you.” I had so much to prove to him. The last thing I wanted to do was let him down.

“What do you have going on?”

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