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“Your brother…” She shakes her head
“I know.” I step in and put my tools by the side, out of the way. “What’s up, guys? Ready to paint?”
“Whatever,” a very unenthusiastic round of mumbles come from both Drew and Ryan. While Axel runs up to me and says, “You’re back! Where’s your handcuffs? You said you were going to let me see them.”
“I did?” I bend down smiling back at him. “I did, didn’t I? Well next time I’m in my uniform I’ll make a special trip over here just for you and I’ll let you hold them.”
“Oh, man I thought I was going to get to see them for real.” He pouts.
“I know but…wait…” I pat my chest down then my back pockets. “Oh man, where is it, I had something special for you.”
“You do?” he says, eyes opening wide.
“I sure do. Wait a minute, I remember. Why don’t you open that toolbox for me.”
“Okay.” He opens the lock and grabs the first thing he sees on top. “Handcuffs!”
“Yep, and they’re all yours. They’re not the real kind but they’re close enough.”
“For me? Yeah! Lexi, look! Noah got me real cuffs.”
“I see. They’re shiny and everything.”
“Yeah.”
“Tell Noah thank you.”
“Thank you!”
“No problem.” I smile, watching him open and close them around his wrist.
“Guys, go help Noah bring the stuff out of his truck.” Lexi claps her hands together getting their attention when they ignore her. “Hey, hey, come on, get up! He came over here to help us get the painting done by tonight, move it!”
“Damn, Lexi, why you screaming?” Drew shuffles past her.
“We’re not deaf.” Ryan follows behind him. Axel runs in front of them.
“Seems you are. You didn’t hear it the first time I said it,nicely.”
“I better go help too before I get screamed at. But I probably wouldn’t mind if it came from you.” I smile, winking at her.
I’ll keep that in mind.” She smiles back.
I follow behind the boys and abruptly stop, almost walking into them standing on the porch staring at my truck with matching frowns. “What’s wrong?” I look around my truck and around the area to see what has the three of them frozen to the spot they’re standing.
Then I understand when Ryan says, “Who’s the shady-looking dude leaning on your truck?”
I clear my throat to cover my laugh. “That’s my brother, Holden.”
“The guy with the earring, tattoos, and…blue and red hair?” Drew stares, looking uncertain about what he’s seeing.
“Are you sure that’s your brother?” Axel points with awe and wonder in his voice
“Yep, younger brother.”
“This guy, looking like he might have just been released on parole?” Drew quietly asks.
“Come on.” I laugh, ruffling Drew and Ryan’s hair.
