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“Fuck off with that. You guys are just as bad, if not worse than I am, about disappointing Mom.” Neither of them acknowledges their agreement, but they know enough not to deny it either.
“Are we doing this or what?” Christos asks.
“Hell yeah. I’ve been wanting retribution ever since Calista barged into my room when I was about to get a blow job from Sheryl Noe,” he says, mentioning a girl who was quite popular in the neighborhood when we were teenagers.
“I don’t remember hearing this,” Christos says.
“You were away at college,” Orion explains. “And after our dear sister left my room, so did Sheryl Noe. It was the hottest blow job I never had.”
Christos chuckles, looking like he has something to say.
“What?” I ask.
He scratches his chin. “That girl could suck a golf ball through a garden hose.”
Orion lets out a choked sound. “Sheryl and you?”
Our brother nods with a satisfied curve to his lips. “You missed out, little brother.”
“Well, I didn’t,” I say, grinning at Christos. He holds up his hand and I slap my palm against his.
“Wait. What? You too?” Orion’s shoulders droop from disappointment.
I shrug. “Sorry, not sorry.”
“Boys!” My mom’s shout reaches us, and we immediately start retracing our steps to the kitchen.
“I can’t believe you both got head from Sheryl Noe,” Orion mutters.
“That’s Sheryl N.O. to you,” Christos says. Orion scowls while I laugh. It’s hilarious how gutted he is about something that happened ten plus years ago.
“Boys, really?” My mom catches sight of our shirts. Her voice sounds disapproving, but she rolls her lips inward, hiding her urge to smile.
Calista rolls her eyes, as we anticipated. “Ha ha, you guys are a bunch of comedians.”
“Thank you,” I say, bowing.
“Where did that image come from?” she asks.
“I had it in some old pictures.” Christos snickers.
“Burn it and your shirts,” she says, waggling her finger at the three of us.
“No way. This is my new favorite shirt,” Christos says.
I roll my shoulders. “Yeah, it’s really comfortable.”
“Where’s mine?” My dad jumps in on the teasing.
Calista shakes her head. “You too, Dad?”
“Behave and set a good example.” My mom pats his chest. “It’s no wonder these boys are so unruly.”
“Unruly?”Glancing between Christos and Orion, I mouth the word.
“Mom, do you know what that means?”
She nods. “Yes, out of control.”
