Ripley hopped up on the tailgate and tied down the other side.
I fell back on my butt, resting my shoulders against the rear panel inside the truck. I probably shouldn’t have had that last shot at Rafferty’s.
Luckily Cam had been happy to be the designated driver tonight.
“You good?”
I looked up at the slightly blurry face of Cam. “I’m good.”
He held out his hand and I let him drag me off the flatbed of my truck.
“Water between shots, dude. You’re out of practice.”
I laughed. “I guess I am.” Working in Vancouver for the last six months should have built up my tolerance, but I’d been skipping out on the after-work drinks. When I got the SOS to come home from Sully, I hadn’t been sad to leave.
I missed home.
Missed my own bed.
Missed my idiot brothers. I wrapped an arm around Cam. “I missed you man.”
“Okay, how many shots did you have?” Cam shoved me away, but I caught the smile in the dim lights of the gas lamp style streetlights on the path.
The four out of the six Murdock brothers had been scattered around the continent. Sully and Rip were the constants in Indigo Valley, but Gus, Cam, Kai, and I had been bitten by the wanderlust gene. All of us were back except Gus, who was still in Costa Rica finishing up a job.
I missed that idiot.
This was the first time the majority of us Murdocks had been in one spot.
Now I was just getting mushy.
Ripley bent down then hopped on the tailgate and lifted the bottle of Maker’s Mark he’d been hiding. “I figured I’d find you fools in the park. Not exactly the scenario I was expecting, though.” He ripped off the wax wrap and tossed it in the bed of my truck. “Sorry I missed you guys at the bar.” He took a swig.
I reached for the bottle. “All good. Did you have a hot damsel in distress?”
Rip huffed out a laugh. “Single mom with three insane children. Pass times a million.”
I took a swig. “Kids aren’t so bad.”
Rip arched a brow at me. “Since when?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. Danny is pretty cool.”
Cam took the bottle from me. “No more shots for you.”
I laughed. I wasn’t entirely sure I was ready to settle down and do the two kids thing, but it didn’t sound as frightening as it used to. Especially since Sully and Kai found their matches.
Each of us took a drag from the bottle before Rip tucked it back into the inner pocket of his jacket.
“Okay, let’s get this bad boy over to the bank.” I patted Daisy’s head. “I can’t wait to see Jacobson’s face when he finds her blocking the doors.”
Rip shook his head. “You do know there are too many cameras around these days, right? Even Indigo Valley had to find some progress sometime.”
“What the hell? Since when?” I frowned.
“Since the seniors broke into McNally’s and drank themselves sick.”
I wrinkled my nose. “McNally’s waters down his booze.”
