Page 13 of Family Bonds: Coy & Angel

Spencer laughed and sat in the chair opposite where Coy was on his sectional with his feet up.

“I hate how you know that,” Spencer said.

“You know when I’ve got stuff on my mind too.”

“True,” Spencer said. “You’re going to watch out for Angel, right?”

“Of course,” he said, frowning. “You know that.”

“You’re not going to let any dude mess her up or give her a hard time? Maybe not even get too close without scoping them out?”

He paused for a second. That was asking a lot.

Especially since he realized what a beautiful woman Angel turned out to be.

Jesus, he was going to have a hard enough time not looking at her, and now he’d have to try to keep other men away?

“I’ll try,” he said. “It’s not like I’m going to be trailing after her all the time. I’ll see her at work and I don’t take too kindly to patients hitting on my staff.”

Nor him. He’d had it happen for years and it drove him insane.

He could be friendly and was. He wasn’t out to find his forever mate while he was working in someone’s mouth.

“No one better be hitting on my sister while she’s working,” Spencer said seriously. “Don’t you have security or something for that?”

He started to laugh. “Yeah, me,” he said. “I’m the security. No one messes with me and they know it. I’ve got no problem kicking patients out of my practice if they are rude or inconsiderate to my staff. Don’t worry about that.”

He’d done it a few times and had no qualms about doing it again.

“Good to know,” Spencer said.

“What else is on your mind?” he asked.

“I don’t know. I just hate that she’s grown up now.”

“Angel?” he asked.

“Yes,” Spencer said. “That’s who we are talking about.”

“She’s been grown up for years,” he said, laughing. “She’s twenty-six, right?”

“Yeah,” Spencer said. “Her birthday was over the summer, you know that.”

He knew that Spencer had flown home to celebrate. He’d been shocked that Angel hadn’t had a job yet when she graduated. Most had things lined up.

But she’d said she was going to take a few weeks to decompress and look around. He understood that too.

His last year of college, his father was already getting Coy’s practice ready to open the doors. The building part of it based on what Coy had designed.

Once he was home, he was interviewing and hiring staff, then lining up patients.

He didn’t actually start working on patients right away either, as there was too much to get ready.

“I did,” he said. “The last time you were home. Or the first time all year.”

“No reason to go home,” Spencer said. “I like where I am. Now that Angel is close, I can fly in on the weekends and check on her. Get reports from you too. As much as I hate that she’s grown up, she’ll be in good hands with you. It’s almost the same as if I was here.”

No way, Coy thought. But he’d never say that.

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