“Sorry I couldn’t be there for ya. I remember your dad and I know the circles he ran in. And if Mum was anything like she was before she shipped me here, then I’m really fuckin’ sorry. She lost two babies before you, and I didn’t know she was preggo when I left.” He sighs. “Not that there was anything I could do about leaving.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for. Mum was mostly super cunty, but when she wasn’t off her tits she tried her best. Spent most of my time with Dad and his crew. Saw a lot of shit I shouldn’t have seen so young but it is what it is. I’m alive. I’m here. And like that crazy fuckin’ monkey fromThe Lion Kingsays, it doesn’t matter, it’s in the past.” I shrug, my usual lighthearted grin playing across my lips. It’s my default.
“That sounds really fuckin’ depressing.” Sledge closes his eyes and rubs at his forehead.
“Sometimes it was, but other times I had a lot of fun. It swings in extreme fuckin’ roundabouts.” Sitting forward on the edge of my seat, I slide my hands beneath my thighs to avoid running to my brother for a hug. He looks like he needs one. “Is your dad nice?” My question feels out of the blue but I’m not a fan of all the attention being on me.
He huffs a laugh and looks up at me again. “Was. But yeah, mostly.” A small half-smile makes the corner of his left eye crinkle up.
I have to grin right back at him because his smile is familiar, but not because I recognize it from Mum. She didn’t smile enough to have it be a lasting memory. It’s mine. And I love that we have something other than Mum that links us together, even if it’s so simple a thing.
“It’s late. I’ll let Maribel know you’re staying here tonight.” He looks at his chunky black watch. “Or this morning. Fuck, I haven’t stayed up until four o’clock in the morning while sober for years.”
“Shit, is that the time? I have an interview and work trial at ten!” I use my fingers to count how many hours I’ll be able to sleep. “Five…I can have five hours if I go to sleep straight away.” Which is entirely doable because I’m shattered and running on fumes. That’d give me an hour to get ready and get there. Shit… “How long does it take to get from here to the beauty salon, Cut It Out, in town? Ooh, and will somebody be able to take me, please?”
“Did you just have part of that conversation in your head?”
“Yup.” I do the whole popping myPthing and grin.
He chuckles and shakes his head. “It’s not hard to see why he likes you.”
“Who?” I furrow my brows in confusion.
“Grinder.”
Oh…yeah…I like him too. I was right about how masterful his tongue is.
Sledge chuckles again. “I’m gonna take a wild guess from that look on your face that you have a thing for my brother.”
“Eww, don’t put it like that. I don’t wanna be known as the brother fucker.”
“The what now?” Sledge sits bolt upright and his grip on his beer bottle tightens, his knuckles turning white.
“Nooo, I haven’t actually fucked him.” Yet. But I am absolutely planning on riding more than that man’s face.
“So it was just the blowie on the way to the beach the other day?” The way he rubs at his eyes makes me think he’s trying to erase the image and I can’t help laughing. “Fuck, being a big brother is hard.”
“Not as hard as me when your sister was sitting on my face. Figured you were still down here, Stabby. Your room was empty.”
There he is. Speak of the devil and he shall come…hopefully all over my tits.
“The fuck did you just say?” Quicker than I can even register, Sledge is up and out of his chair, and it feels like I’m watchingTom and Jerryas one chases the other around the table.
“Your sister is fucking hot, man.”
“You think everyone is fuckin’ hot. Stop running away like a fuckin’ pussy.”
It’s obvious that Grinder does a lot more cardio than Sledge, but just the pure size of my brother doesn’t equate to speed. That must be why he loves his motorcycle.
One of them is gonna really hurt themself in a minute. This is an accident waiting to happen, and while it’s really fucking amusing…I only just found my brother and I need Grinder to at least start our sex sesh in good health.
Standing, I effectively block one from the other and they both stop, one behind me, one in front of me.
“I love that you’re being all big brother, please don’t ever stop.”
Grinder begins to protest behind me but I sharply turn my head and hold a finger up, telling him to zip it. His response is a grin that travels straight to my clit and I roll my neck to gain composure before giving my attention back to Sledge.
“I will do the same, and I will vet any and all potential girlfriends. I have experience in torture so it’ll be easy.” I wag my brows, proud of my abilities. “However, there is no way on this Earth that his dick isn’t going into my vagina.”