“Do you want a Porsche?I can make a phone call—”
“No, I don’t want a Porsche!”I shout.
“Casey, calm down.”
“Ethan—”
“Don’t argue,” he states.
He gives me that look of his and I think better ofobjecting.Besides, just because I have it doesn’t mean I have to use it.
“Okay.Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.And make sure you use it.”
I roll my eyes and push him toward the bathroom.
“Shower.Now.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I watch him as he walks off, and see the huge tattoo of awolf’s head on his back.Why is this the first time I’m seeing it?Mr.Wolves-Are-Dangeroushas a thing for wolves?Huh.I choose the picture of us on the dance floor formyself and then place the “number one” photo on the nightstand.The one of uson the steps of the hotel, I place on his chest of drawers.
I begin to wonder what really just happened.It was like hewasn’t aware… like he was possessed.It was intense.I’m okay, but I know I’mgoing to be sore for a while.I may have to stay away from him for a few daysto give my poor vagina some time to heal.
***Ethan***
“Big bro!”
I pat Josh’s stomach after he hugs me.“What’s this?Lookslike you put on some weight there, lil bro.”
“Fuck you.I have the body of an Adonis.”
“If anyone’s an Adonis, it would be me!”Michael shouts ashe enters the room.
If Casey thinksI’mconceited, just wait until shemeetshim.Before he even closes the gap between us, Andrew and Taylorwalk in, howling at the top of their voices.It’s times like this when Irealize how much I miss them.When Kyle died, they all left Canid, moving todifferent parts of the state.After a round of hugs, we head to the kitchen forsome beers.As soon as we get there, they start munching on the loaded nachosCasey left on the counter.
“So, Ethan, when do we get to meet this human woman we’ve heardso much about?”
“Keep your voice down, Michael.She’s upstairs.”
“You moved her in?”
“No, she came by to help.In fact, she made those nachosyou’re all scarfing down.She’s getting dressed.”
“You know Mom called all of us totalk some sense intoyou, right?”Andrew asks.
“I figured, Andy… but nothing in my life has ever made moresense.”
“She must be something.I can’t wait to meet her.”
I hear her footsteps coming down the stairs and smileproudly at my brothers.
“Here she comes.”
She steps into the kitchen, and her smile brightens theroom.She looks amazing and—my personal favorite—covered up.Her breasts arehidden away in her white sundress, and it is also an appropriate knee-length.Abroad, brown belt sits around her small waist, accentuating her hips, and shecompletes the look with brown sandals and fashion jewelry.Her eyes widen asshe looks around the room.
“Wow… I must have died and gone to hunk heaven.”
