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“Thank you.” I accept the mug from her.
It’s my mug. The one Kastle bought for me. It’s got a drawing of a black woman with voluminous black curls and a yellow crown above her head. He keeps it right next to his in the office kitchen cupboard.
I take a sip of the tea and moan.
The wrinkles around Heath’s eyes fan out and deepen when he smiles. “No coffee?”
“I’m a tea person.”
“Blasphemy.”
I laugh. “Did you bring Glory? She’s the only reason I put up with you.”
“No. She’s home with Elvira, her caretaker.” Sadness flashes in his eyes for a moment before he brightens. “I promised to bring back ice cream for her. How I’m going to keep it from melting on the drive back, I have no idea.”
“We’ll take care of that for you,” Kastle says, nodding at his assistant.
She dips her chin and scurries around the desk.
“Does she want anything else?” Kastle tilts his head. “A trampoline? A bubble gun? A puppy?”
“I hope you mean a stuffed puppy,” Heath says darkly.
Kastle shrugs. “Maybe.”
“We don’t have enough room for all the toys you bought for her, bro. You need to chill.”
“Never.”
I laugh.
Heath slaps his brother’s back. “Always over-doing it.”
“Don’t I know it.” I lift my mug.
Kastle rolls his eyes, but a smirk flirts with his lips. “I like to spoil the people I care about.”
Heath fakes a pout. “Guess that doesn’t include me. Every time I visit, I get diddly squat.”
“You get the gift of being in my presence.”
“Wouldn’t call that a gift…”
A chuckle bursts from me.
It’s always a joy to see Kastle and Heath interact. Heath’s the only Jameson I can tolerate. It helps that he’s over six feet tall with stunning eyes and long blonde hair he keeps tied into a knot at the back of his head.
If my heart didn’t already belong to Kastle, Heath could have stolen it from me. He’s the kind of sincere, no-hold’s barred, man’s man that goes after what he wants no matter the cost.
My gaze slides admiringly over him. Five o’clock shadow at eight in the morning. Work boots. Calloused hands that are rough enough to build a house and tender enough to care for a sick child. Some woman will hit the jackpot when she locks Heath down.
I sometimes think he and Brenna would make a good pair.
Too bad they live so far away from each other.
“It’s getting late and I was just dropping in.” Heath nods at me, his lips inching up. “You two try not to make too much trouble while I’m gone.”
“Are you kidding?” I wink. “Trouble’s my middle name.”
