Page 8 of Love Is Brewing

Braylon snorted. “She’ll know to brake earlier now.”

“Most likely. Anyway, I’ll be talking to Mason later this afternoon and firming up a time for them to visit this week.”

“Do you want me to fly there for the day?” Braylon asked.

“Nope,” he said. “You don’t know shit about beer other than what you like to drink. It’s early yet for the attorneys.”

“I’ll be there when you need me,” Braylon said.

“You always are,” he said.

“Speaking of being there,” Braylon said. “Is Talia really going to work for you?”

Their baby sister couldn’t figure out exactly what she wanted to do with her life right now.

Elias wasn’t even sure what Talia’s degree was in, and at twenty-four, Talia was working at temp positions to figure things out.

He wouldn’t ride her ass like everyone else in the family.

He knew what it was like to stand out on his own and do it his way.

If she was working and she was happy and he didn’t have to knock any guys’ heads together to stay away from his baby sister, then he was thrilled.

He’d done that enough when she was a teen since he was the closest one around until his younger brothers did the same.

Everyone left the area but him, so it seemed he was the one that dealt with his mother and sister the most.

He was good with it. Had the patience more than the rest of his siblings did in his eyes.

“She’s in between assignments,” he said. “She didn’t like the one they wanted to send her to and she doesn’t want to sit around. I give her credit for that. She can work in the offices here. We’ll figure it out.”

“She’s driving there daily?” Braylon asked. “It’s an hour away.”

“She isn’t a baby,” he said. “She can handle the drive if she wants, but she can stay with me too. I’m sure she’s going to a few days or at least during the week. Depends. I’ve got plenty of space.”

“You’re going to let Talia live with you?” Braylon asked, sounding more shocked than his mother did when he’d mentioned that option.

“She’s not living with me,” he said. “She knows she can stay if she doesn’t want to drive. We are playing it by ear. Who knows, it might not even last that long. She could get another assignment somewhere more enticing. I’m happy she is working and you all should be too.”

He might have felt as if he had to give his youngest sibling a hard time like the rest of them for years, but she was an adult and trying and everyone should cut her some slack.

He knew what it was like to be watched over and guided to the point he wanted to tell them all to back off.

That he could do it on his own and that was exactly what he was proving now.

“I know,” Braylon said. “It’s hard not to see her as the little brat she was.”

Braylon was laughing. “She was bratty there for a while, but she’s not that way anymore. She’ll figure it out like the rest of us have.”

“Like you’re killing it now,” Braylon said. “I don’t spend too much time looking at financial reports, but I heard I’ve got a nice check coming from Fifth Kid Brewing soon.”

He laughed. He knew Braylon, Laken, and Foster had shares in his company. West did that to the three of them since they didn’t own one company and did work for everything West had.

The shares were small, a few percent apiece with a bonus check given at the end of the year.

“You’re welcome,” he said. “And once this collaboration goes through, it’s going to be even more. Then we’ll talk about expanding.”

“What?” Braylon asked. “That’s news to me.”

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