Page 92 of Kevlar To My Vest


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“You really need to get on the pill. I don’t think I can go back to a condom after that.” I told her as I watched her button up her pants.

She winked at me. “Already ahead of you, big boy. I’ve got an appointment; not this week, but next.”

“You read my mind, cupcake.” I told her as I wrapped my arms around her back, bringing her in close to my body.

“Let’s go finish dinner. Then we need to get home. I have to get up early in the morning to get them to the airport by four.” I said against her lips before kissing her one last time and opening the office door.

We arrived back to cold food and knowing grins from my brothers, but nobody said anything rude. The grand pre-opening was a success, and we had a great time with friends and family.

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The next morning arrived early, and I left Viddy in bed snuggled up to Kosher and Radar while I went to drop my brothers off.

“You should try to come and visit for a couple of days. Dad would really like to see you.” Miller said as we stood together at the terminal gates.

I nodded. “I’ll think about it.”

“And bring that girl of yours. Maybe you can get married in Vegas and mom and dad could be there.” Foster teased.

I shrugged. “She’d probably never do that. I’ll bet she’s more of a wedding with a long train and a thousand guests’ type.”

“You won’t know until you ask.” Miller observed lightly.

I looked at him from under the brim of my hat. “Just say it.”

“I think you should marry her. Yesterday.” Miller told me point blank.

My head bowed.

I thought about all my hopes and dreams, and how Viddy filled, then surpassed every single one of them.

“Yes,” I agreed. “I plan on it.”

Foster shouted in happiness. “Fuck yes, maybe now it’ll get mom off our backs for a change.”

I blew a breath of air out. “Doubt it.”

His eyes narrowed. “Take it back.”

“Now boarding for flight one-seven-seven, Shreveport, Louisiana to Las Vegas, Nevada.”A disembodied voice said from above our heads.

Standing, Foster and Miller tossed their bags over their shoulders, and then slammed into me, smashing me against them in a bear hug to end all bear hugs.

“I love you, man.” Foster said in one ear while Miller said it in the other.

“Love you guys, too. Be safe. I’ll let you know if I plan to come.” I said to them.

Then watched them walk towards the gate.

“Thanksgiving is in two weeks. School’s out. You could bring Viddy.” Foster yelled over his shoulder before he disappeared into the tunnel.

“Be safe!” Miller pounded his chest with his closed fist before he, too, disappeared.

Bozos.

God I loved them.

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