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I snorted. “Fair point. She’s her own woman.”
“That’s all right,” Colt said. “We’re going out tonight.”
That got my attention. I turned, eyebrow raised. “You don’t say?”
He hesitated a beat. “I asked her to, uh, spend the night so we could spend some time talking and try to work things out. I mean, I’m probably sleeping on the couch,” he added quickly, as if we were going to scold him for wanting to score with our sister. I didn’t want to imagine said scoring, but Andi was a grown woman and he was her live-in boyfriend until recently, so I figured being protective of her virtue would be a bit pointless.
“Well, I hope it works out,” I said. “I’m pretty sure Andi loves you.”
“I love her too,” he said quietly.
“Then find a way to show her that.”
Colt nodded, and I climbed into the pickup truck. While Beckett pulled away from the curb, I rubbed my hands together. “Did you hear that? Andi’s going out tonight!”
He chuckled. “You have a one-track mind.”
“Hell yeah, I do, but in my defense, I haven’t been able to follow the track to its final destination. Can you blame me for being excited?”
He flashed me a distracted smile. “Of course not. I’m looking forward to it.”
“So, what’s on your mind then? You seem…”
“Dad texted me about wanting to talk before he left town. I know it’s probably fine, but I don’t know what it’s about.”
“Ah.” I shrugged. “Probably work shit, right?”
“Maybe. He didn’t ask to see you though.”
“I guess I’m being replaced as the favorite son,” I joked.
“You’re the only son.”
“Bullshit,” I said. “He has two sons, Beck. It doesn’t matter who’s bio and who’s not. We’re family.”
Beckett’s smile twisted a little, and he didn’t sound totally convinced as he said, “I guess.”
Maybe he wanted to downplay our familial connection because of the sex issue? I could see why that might be the case. I settled a hand on his thigh and squeezed. “Don’t worry. I won’t think of you as my brother when my dick is buried in your ass.”
Beckett made a choked sound, the truck swerved, and I laughed as he swore loudly. “Fuck, man, do you want me to wreck?”
“Wow,” I said, still laughing. “You’d think I said something you didn’t already know was gonna happen.”
He shook his head, shooting me a glare. “That dirty mouth of yours always takes me by surprise.”
I smiled, long and slow, putting as much sex appeal into it as I could. “Well, this dirty mouth is all yours tonight.”
He took a breath. “Fuck, man. Stop turning me on. I can’t go talk to Dad with a hard-on.”
I raised my hands. “Oops, my bad.”
We pulled into our driveway in front of the trailer, and I could see Beckett was nervous.
“I’ll come along to his office,” I said when we got out of the truck. “I’m sure it’s just a work thing, but if not…”
Beckett shot me a grateful smile. “Thanks, Wes.”
“Hey, what have I said before? I always have your back.”
