That’s why you’re so pissed? I know you can be all sorts of quiet when you want to, like when Sam and Mas. There’s a reason we named our kid after you. Mason glared in the mirror at his brother. I don’t think that’s the history with Bren and police. They’re the ones who should be pranking the local cops. Logan rolled his eyes, but settled back in his chair. Why the fuck do they want to hang out with us? Two minutes later, But why is Channing’s sister coming? She and her friends are in high school. He shot her a look, frowning slightly, but his face softened. Or we stay in a mega-mansion and our camping is napping by the pool. If we go camping, I prefer it to be on things like yachts. Now suddenly we’re doing a camping thing. What was it? So shut it, okay?Īll I’m saying is that we were supposed to do the yacht. Your brother is on a much-needed vacation before football training starts, and I have been needing Heather time even though I saw her a few weeks ago. I got permission for a full weekend off from my training.
I thought since you’re older and in law school, you’d be more mature. Can you watch what you say? Old Logan would’ve been all over that one, and can you imagine the innuendos? He gestured to himself, his face tight. But Sam… Logan leveled me with an aggrieved look, his eyebrows raised. It’s because I love both of you-in different ways-and respect both of you that I’m not touching that. He’s probably refraining from twenty different inappropriate jokes as I’m talking. I was a mom, so somehow that meant I always had to be aware and alert, and now I was close to grinding my teeth and yelling for a Logan time-out. Taylor was sitting in her chair, reading on her phone. He was able to get in the zone and tune Logan out. Or, correction, where I wanted to murder my brother-in-law. We were now at the part where we wanted to murder my brother-in-law. Problem was, he’d been saying it since we left Boston, since we landed in California, and since we’d been in the rental and driving three hours past Fallen Crest. He was wearing a distinct frown-smirk combo on his face as he said his piece.
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