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“Get your mouth off of my wife, or those brass knuckles will be the least of your concerns.”
“All I did was come to pick up my…”
“Friend,” Emerson over-over-talks him.
“Uh, friend,” he says, looking at her with a smirk on his face. “And I have been threatened several times for nothing.” He stands as close to her as he can without actually touching her, and I swear I see her involuntarily move towards him. Hmm, I have to keep my eyes on that a little closer. The last I looked, it seemed like the attraction was one-sided, but uh, it’s not looking that way right now.
“Are you ready? Y’all have been here for hours,” Jaasiel says. But before anyone had a chance to respond, the rest of the brothers filed in to collect their wives.
“Really, y’all had to come get us we couldn’t have one day?” Megan asks.
“If you want us to go, we will just say the word,” Asher says, looking at Carla. “Is that what you want, Dove?”
“Um, no,” Carla says, already moving. I swear the look between them is practically X-rated. Soon, we are all getting up to leave. The server comes over to bring the check. A card is dropped on the table. We look up to see Josh standing there. Of course, he would come to collect his wife.
“I got this,” he says before leaning over to kiss Savvy with so much passion the entire restaurant swoons. “Let’s go, Hatima Yangu,” he says without asking if she is ready, and without any argument, Savvy gets up, grabbing her purse to leave. “Come on, sweetie,” Josh says, going to Skai. Once he has his credit card back, we are moving out of the restaurant. I lag behind because literally every woman there has a man who came for her, including Skai. I mean, it’s Josh, but still, and here I am alone. I am still tired and looking forward to getting back in bed. “Oomph, I say as I run into something. I look up to see what it is. It is a who, Aryan.
“I’m sorry I’m late. Are you ready?” he asks.
“Yeah, we need to talk,” I tell him.
Aryan
I am just as bad as my brothers. I do not understand how we went for as long as we were single, seeing as we can’t seem to function for a single day without them. I can’t remember which one of us brought up the idea to go get the ladies, and the next thing you know, we were all in motion, well, except for Jabarri. She still looks tired. She is so out of it she runs into me, and then she says the four words no man likes to hear:“We need to talk,”I can’t say I didn’t see this coming. She was quiet the whole way home, looking out of the window, I suspect, getting her talking points together.
“Do you want to take a shower first? You look like you are ready to sleep the rest of the day away,” I ask when we make it to the suite.
“No, I need to do this now,” she says, and I can tell she is nervous.
“Okay, let’s talk,” I say as I guide us to the sofa in the living room.
“I want to quit my job and open my own practice,” she says. This is not the conversation I was expecting.
“Um, okay, I support that. Did you need us to find you a building or build you one? What can I do to help?”
“Practice with me,” she asks, and my stomach drops out of all the things she could have asked me. I would not have expected that.
“No.”
“Aryan, please, before you just say no, let's talk about it, at least think about it,” she says, but I am already up from the sofa and in motion.
“There is nothing to think about. I said I would never practice medicine again, so don’t ask me.”
“You have practiced medicine on Megan and Atlas, and we worked together to care for Joseph, what’s the difference?”
“They’re my brothers.”
“Megan isn’t your brother,” she argues.
“There was no way I wouldn’t have done anything I could to take care of Megan. You have no idea the state we found her in.”
“Aryan, why? What happened to you that you would give up on something you are so obviously skilled to do? Does this have to do with the box I found in the closet?” she asks, and I freeze.
“Let that shit go, Brooklyn,” I say in a low tone.
“Why not, Aryan? I can share my body, but you can’t share whatever you’re hiding in that box, or why you won’t practice medicine?”
“I am not talking about the box.”
