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Was she blind?
“Overprotective idiots,” she muttered.
“Well, you’re a smart-mouthed brat,” Cash countered.
What was happening here? And why did it feel like the tension between Cash and Greer was easing?
“Jerk,” she said.
“Ass,” he countered.
Suddenly, they grinned at each other.
“I’m glad you’re back, little brother,” she whispered. “I missed you.”
Hack watched as a mask came down over Cash’s face. Greer’s shoulders dropped. The sheer disappointment and sadness he could feel radiating off her nearly did him in.
Anger filled him. What right did her brother have to hurt her?
Cash just nodded. “We should go inside.” Turning, he moved into the house.
“Come on, Sugar Pie,” he said. “Let’s get you inside so I can check your arm and these other scrapes.”
“I’m fine. They’re just scratches.”
“We’ll see. I’d like to hear how you tripped and fell.” As they walked to the front door, he spotted a large bag of fast food next to the door. “That your dinner?”
“Yes. It’ll be cold by now.” She reached down to grab it, but he swooped in first.
“Uh-uh. No using that hand until I’ve checked it. And I’m sure this can all be heated up. I want you to go sit in the living room. I need to get my bag.”
“Your magical medicine bag?” she asked with a smile.
Why did she look so tired? Hadn’t she been sleeping? Had she been having nightmares?
He cleared his throat instead. “Yep, I’ve got it on the back of my bike. If you’re a good girl, you might get some more treasure.”
She smiled up at him.
Fuck.
“Go sit on the sofa, Pumpkin.” He turned away, heading toward the door. Cash appeared beside him.
“Don’t flirt with my sister,” he snarled.
He knew about Cash returning from the dead on Christmas Day, but this was the first time he’d met the guy in person. He was in his midtwenties with darker hair than his siblings. A slimmer build than Sav, but still muscular.
There was something in his eyes . . . something cold and dark.
This guy had been through a lot despite his young age.
Hack raised his eyebrows. “You call that flirting?”
“My sister is fragile. And she doesn’t need you sniffing around her like a dog in heat.”
Hack glanced back to ensure that Greer couldn’t see or hear them.
“Now, you listen to me. I turned up here to find her injured and upset. Likely because of you. You went for a gun in her presence! You’re either in trouble or you are trouble. But you are not bringing any of your shit down on her.”
