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“No. And I don’t want to be around when they find out, either.”

“Is he going to tell them?” I softly stroked the back of his head.

“He doesn’t have a choice. The man is dying, Georgia, yet Barb expects me to play God and save him.”

“Well.” My lips gave way to a smile. “You do have a God complex. You and your brothers do.”

His eyes stared into mine for a moment before he set his glass down and pushed me so I was lying flat on the couch, and his body hovered over mine.

“I’ll show you what kind of God I am.” His lips met mine.

“Please do.” I grinned as I could feel the hardness of his cock pressed against me.

“Hey, fam—oh shit. I’m sorry.” Conner laughed as he stepped through the sliding door and saw us.

Jackson looked at me and sighed before climbing off me.

“Please. Don’t let me interrupt. Finish what you’re doing, and I can come back later.”

“Too late,” Jackson spoke as he placed his hand in his pants pocket.

* * *

Jackson

“Actually, I’m glad you stopped by. I need Nathan and Christian here too. We all need to talk about something.”

“What?” His eye narrowed.

“I’ll tell you as soon as our brothers get here. Are they home?”

“Yeah. They’re home,” Conner said.

I pulled my phone from my pocket and sent a message in our group chat.

“My house, now! We need to talk.”

“What is going on?” Conner asked as he followed me to the bar area.

The sliding door opened, and Nathan and Christian stepped inside.

“What happened?” Nathan asked.

I poured them each a glass of scotch and handed it to them.

“You’re going to need this with what I’m about to tell you.”

“I’ll leave you four to talk,” Georgia spoke as she placed her hand on my back and went upstairs.

“Let’s go into my office.”

“This sounds serious,” Christian said.

I went to my computer, pulled up the scans of Ian’s tumor, and displayed it on the monitor that hung on the wall.

“Bro, what are you doing?” Nathan furrowed his brows.

“See this.” I pointed to the tumor.

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