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“Someone is feeling testy about her age,” he teased, his forest-green eyes lit up with amusement. “I thought that happened to women later in life?”
“Maybe I’m older than you realize,” I shot back, unable to help myself. “I can even drink beer now.”
“Oh?” His eyebrows lifted, the right one glinting from the piercing through it. “Did you hear that, Jax? Your sister is drinking beer now.”
“Don’t remind me,” he grumbled, moving to stand beside him.
They were like night and day, with Pierce resembling the bad boy of the duo and my brother maintaining the perfect boy-next-door facade.
Of course, it was bullshit.
They were both each other’s wingman, vowing to never settle down.
And at twenty-nine years old, they’d maintained that promise to one another without fail.
Which almost made it comical that Jacob was the one getting married at age twenty-five, the middle child of our family of three kids.
“I suppose that’s a positive with you taking the gig,” my brother continued. “You can keep an eye on her and make sure she stays out of trouble.”
My brow furrowed. “What?”
“Oh, didn’t I tell you?” Jax’s bright blue eyes—the same color as my own—sparkled. “Pierce was asked to take on a guest professor role for a semester at Mason U. Business for Beginners.”
Pierce snorted. “Fuck you, J.”
My brother laughed and ran his fingers through his thick blond hair—also the same as my own. “It’s a much better title than whatever the fuck you told me it was.”
“It’s a class about the influence social media can have on a business,” Pierce retorted. “Sorry that’s such a difficult concept for your engineering brain to comprehend.”
“You’re teaching a business class at Mason U?” I interjected before my brother could make another joke.
Pierce’s dark green eyes met mine, his easy smile in place. “Yeah, the professor who currently teaches it is out on medical leave, so he called in a favor. The university’s business program likes bringing in real-world professionals to teach sometimes. I actually took this class myself when at Mason. That’s how I know the professor.”
My brother snorted, and Pierce flashed him a meaningful look.
I narrowed my gaze, the story clearly missing some key detail. But I was too caught up on the notion that Logan Pierce would be teaching at my university. “So you’re… you’re moving back here?”
Mason U was only thirty minutes away. While I lived on campus, I tended to come home often on the weekends to see my parents.
“Just for one semester.” He shrugged, glancing around my room and then at Jax. “My mom’s thrilled.”
“Ours will be, too,” my brother pointed out. “So maybe wait until after the wedding to tell her, or she’ll be too focused on you to remember that her son is getting married.”
Jax wasn’t wrong.
Our mother considered Pierce to be her third son.
Pierce palmed the back of his neck, the gesture causing his inked biceps to bulge beneath his blue shirt. “It’s not that big a deal. It’s one semester, and I’m only doing it as a favor.”
“It’s a pretty big deal,” my brother countered, his voice taking on an uncharacteristic seriousness that I wasn’t used to hearing from him. “You created a whole new branch of marketing at one of the largest pharmaceutical companies in the world. And now the university has made you a visiting professor at the ripe young age of twenty-nine.”
Pierce rolled his eyes. “I’m essentially a glorified TA.”
“Except you’re leading the class and have a grad student underling.” My brother arched a blond brow. “Sounds like he’s the TA and you’re the professor.”
“Jax is right,” I said, reminding them of my presence. This was my room, after all. “That’s a big deal, Pierce. Congratulations.”
He smiled. “Thanks, Goldilocks.”
