Nighty-night. Not going to stand out here all night.”
“Yeah, you’re keeping Aunt Clementine awake,” Lucas chimed in.
His sister took the bait. “Oh no, you’re not making me to be the bad guy, brother. This was for what you did the last time and I’m going to tell Aunty Clementine all about it.”
Lucas grinned. The seeds of future vengeance had been planted. He turned to Kit. “Goodnight,” he said, letting his gaze do the talking.
He couldn’t see the exact shade, but her eyes were a pretty lighter color. There was amusement in them and then, she winked, as if she knew what he was up to.
“’Night.”
He sent Mink a look and they started down the stairs. Behind him, the girls were speaking softly.
“Traitor,” his sister reiterated, although she didn’t sound indignant. “You sided with my horrid frog brother.”
“Aw, he’s a cupcake.”
Lucas’ grinned widened. He was already hungry for breakfast. But first things first. The moment they were out of hearing, he casually asked, “Now, what did you do to my sister again?”
Mink scratched the back of his neck. That was usually a sign that he was skipping a few things in his story.
“I tackled her and snagged the camera. Then I sat on her while I deleted the photo.”
Lucas glanced at his friend briefly. “You know my sister can take down a man twice your size, right?”
Mink shrugged. “I sat on her hard.”
They reached the Pink Room. Lucas turned to Mink.
“I know she’s a grown-up now, but I feel obliged to give you that big brother warning, you know? Don’t mess with my sister’s feelings, man.”
Mink shook his head. He turned the door knob. “Hey, I’m taking it as slow as she wants, dude.”
Lucas put out a hand, stopping the door from opening wider. “Gotcha,” he said. “You have been messing around with my sister.”
Mink shrugged. “Your sister is a fine woman and I wouldn’t just mess around with her.” The light streaming out of the Pink Room caught the gleam in his eyes. “Is that the right answer?”
“Hey, you two having a secret pow-wow outside the door or what?” Dirk called out. “It’s freaking cold on this fucking giant bed without you two to cuddle next to. And the pink’s slowly killing me here.”
Lucas shook his head and let go of the door. “God help me and all lonely SEALs,” he said as he walked in. “Can we turn off the lights and get some shut eye now? Then we won’t see the pink till morning.”
“Sure, you two had your fun and I’m the lonely stooge cuddling up to the cherubs in here,” Dirk complained in a mournful voice.
“We’ll find you a real angel,” Mink promised.
“Lights out,” Lucas ordered.
“Hey, Cuke,” Mink said, in the darkness.
Lucas gave a loud sigh. He had hoped for some reprieve. But these were his buddies and he knew what was coming.
“Cupcake is a cutie,” Mink said.
“Cupcake?” Dirk asked.
“Yeah, he called her Cupcake.”
“Cucumber and Cupcake. Sounds like a fucking tea party.”
Ignoring the male chuckles, Lucas closed his eyes and stretched. Life was either hell or a party. Either way, he always had his best friends with him.
CHAPTER TWO
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I t was just a kiss. A very nice one, with a very hot-looking guy. That was all.
Kit tried to put it out of her mind as she got ready the next morning, but it was tough when Lulu kept teasing her about last night.
“So, what do you think of my brother?” She asked.
“Big dude. Moving furniture should be a piece of cake,” Kit answered, keeping her voice level.
“Uh-huh. He’s single and as far as I know, has no girlfriend. And you’re single too. Lucas is much better than that clueless guy you dated a month ago.”
Lord. The Bransons did not skirt around a topic.
Kit stuck out her tongue. “Are you trying to set me up with your brother now?”
“Hey, I’ve been trying to give him away since forever. Want him?”
“No, thanks. I have my own big