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Wading around in the mud wasn’t enough. I’d made a promise to Katina that I’d find her foster mother, and after the past week, I wasn’t going to keep on doing this on my own.
“Don’t you want to talk about it?”
Lost in my thoughts, I frowned at him. “About what?”
“The United Brotherhood?”
“No.”
“Tough because I have questions. Why did you bring them up with Aoife on Saturday?”
“You ever heard the saying, ‘In our Brothers we trust?’”
“No.”
So he hadn’t gotten in too deeply with them if he didn’t know the code Brothers used as a greeting among their own.
For his sake, I was glad.
A knock sounded on the door.
“Come in, babe,” Finn called out quietly.
Aoife peered inside, and that same happy smile danced about her lips as she took in the picture of me and Jake together.
I wasn’t sure what I’d done to earn Jake’s trust, but I treasured it. Always.
A kid’s trust was so precious.
I, better than anyone, knew that.
“I have to take a picture,” she whispered, stepping over to the bed, phone out, and snapping us before I had a chance to grimace. She moved nearer and passed me her cell. I grinned at the sight even as I wanted to groan at the state of me.
Those goose eggsweren’tsymmetrical. My brother was a goddamn liar.
“Let’s not frame that one, huh?”
She snickered. “It’s cute. You have matching bedhead which makes sense seeing as he’s run screaming from me every time I go near him with a brush. Want me to take him?”
“Nah. It’s good.”
Her gaze softened. “He loves his Uncle Kid. He didnotappreciate being kept away from you.”
“And I love him.”
When Aoife approached Finn and settled herself on his lap, my brother’s grin was both smug and contented. As his hands curved around her waist, the deepest, bittersweet, most excruciating dose of envy stirred to life inside me.
It made it easier to say, “I’m going to be leaving the US soon.”
Finn stiffened. “What?”
Aoife placed her hand on his shoulder. “Where are you heading? On a vacation at long last?” she teased.
Lying, I nodded.
“What’s going on?” Finn griped, clearly not believing that story.
He knew me too well.
