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I sat up straighter. “Wait, you’re serious?”
“Oh, yeah.” Uncle Casper chuckled. “Thought your granddad was going to murder Tommy.”
“Shit.”
He looked over at me. “Your mom hit him in the balls and he’d dropped his joint.”
I pictured the scenario and started laughing. “Yeah, that tracks.”
“Right?” he murmured in amusement, shaking his head.
“I wonder if that girlfriend of your brother’s is gonna give him any trouble,” he mused.
I shot him a look of disbelief. “Something like disappearing for three years and coming back with his kid? Oh, I don’t know. Maybe.”
Uncle Casper waved his hand dismissively. “They were young,” he said easily. “Circumstances and bullshit was the cause of all that.”
“Yeah.” I thought about Emilia. “I doubt she’ll be dancing on any tables or hittin’ Micky in the nuts. Emilia’s pretty mellow.”
“Guess it’s up to you to carry on the crazy.” He slapped me on the back again.
“Fuck that,” I responded instantly.
“You’re more like Tommy than any of your brothers.”
“Well, that’s offensive,” I replied cheerfully.
Casper laughed. “Sorry, kid,” he said sympathetically. “It’s true. Someday you’re gonna be chasin’ your drunk woman around this clubhouse.”
“Not gonna happen.” I ignored the image of drunk Nova chasingmearound the clubhouse.
“Bullshit.”
“Fine,” I conceded, pointing at him with my beer. “Not gonna happen until I’m like forty.”
Uncle Casper grinned at me. “Sometimes I forget what it’s like to be young and stupid. Thanks for the reminder, prospect.”
I jerked dramatically, throwing my hand up at my chest like he’d shot me. “Ouch.”
“Not a prospect for much longer though, yeah?”
“You tell me,” I muttered. “No rush, though. I fuckin’ love workin’ the gate and cleanin’ up puke, and changin’ oil.”
“Quit bitchin’.”
“Who’s bitchin’?” I asked in mock surprise, looking around me. “Not me!”
“All the boys gotta pay their dues,” he reminded me. “Even the pretty ones like you.”
“And you,” I remindedhim. I’d seen photos of when Uncle Casper got his cut, and he was my uncle and I wasn’t into dudes, but the man had been ridiculously good looking.
“Me more than most,” he said ruefully. “I got shot.”
Fuck, I’d forgotten that, and now I felt like a complete asshole.
Uncle Casper caught a look at my face and started laughing, the sound filling the room.
“I’m just fuckin’ with ya, kid.”
