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“No. I don’t. I didn’t do anything wrong.”
Unless loving Harmony is wrong. In which case, I don’t want to be right. Shit. I sound like some cliché country song. At least I still have my truck and I don’t have a dog for anyone to steal.
How much have I had to drink? I glance at the bottle of whiskey I’m holding. How much of this did I drink anyway? The bottle won’t stop moving. Guess that answers my question.
“You broke up with the woman you love,” Miller says.
I glare at him. “I didn’t break up with her. She kicked me out of her house.”
“And you let her.”
“I didn’t ‘let her’ do anything.”
My stubborn Harmony hates to listen to reason. I’ll give her a few days to cool off before approaching again. And by approaching, I mean setting up a scenario to show her how much I love her.
Between sips of my whiskey, I Googled grand gestures. I didn’t find anything useful, but I will. Because I’m not giving up.
Peace steals the bottle out of my hands while Riley sets a bottle of rum on the table.
“Yuck. I hate rum. Give me my whisky back.” I motion toward Peace but he shakes his head.
“It’s part of the rules. The liquor used in truth or punch must be one hated by the brother in the hot seat.”
“That isn’t a rule. How come Peace is making up new rules?”
Miller shrugs. “It makes sense.”
“But Peace already had his whole thing with Olivia. He’ll never have to drink some foul liquid in truth or punch. Not fair.”
“He’s a man. He’ll screw up sooner or later,” Riley says as he sits down next to me.
“Delaying time is over,” Brody sings.
I glare at him. “I know where you sleep.”
He shrugs. “You suck at revenge pranks.”
“But I’m willing to learn.”
He feigns shivering in fright. “I’m so scared.”
“Knock it off, you two,” Peace orders. “My shift starts in an hour. I don’t have all night.”
“And here I thought you wore your uniform to show you’re in charge.”
He smirks at me. “I’m the oldest. I am in charge regardless of what I’m wearing.”
“Unless you’re naked. When we’re naked, I’m in charge,” Brody declares.
“Can we stop talking about being naked? It’s bad enough I caught Brody whacking off in the shower this afternoon.” I don’t have to feign retching. Walking in on your brother playing with his dick is sickening.
Brody shrugs. “It’s not my fault you walked in on me.”
“Yes, it is. This is my house. Find somewhere to live already.”
“I live here.” Brody scrunches his nose. “Do you think he’s too drunk for truth or punch?”
“You’re never too drunk for truth or punch,” Miller rumbles.
