Page 37 of Sweet Whiskey
“He figured you’d say that. Put a hold on two.”
I raise aneyebrow. “Two?”
“I think he sees the writing on the wall with Mav.”
Dallas snorts. “More like a glaring billboard. The man basically peacocks around her.”
My mouth pulls into a half-smile. “I’ve never seen him so interested in someone. It’s kind of cute.”
Brooks gags. “Cute? Please. I got secondhand embarrassment just being in his presence.”
“You should have seen Colt’s longing expression a few moments ago. It would have given Mav a run for his money,” Dallas says, swinging his arm around Brooks’s shoulders as they both face me with taunting smirks.
“Oh yeah. Did he get that lost in thought look too?Does Kinsey hate me? What if Kinsey never forgives me? What if Kinsey doesn’t think I’m the most handsome man anymore?”
I growl at Brooks’s mocking words and slam the gate of the truck shut. “Y’all would be upset too. Hell, you should be upset. She’s mad at you too, Brooks.”
He shrugs, pushing off Dallas’s arm in the process and then grabs a few supplies to help haul themto the house. “I’m not worried about it. We lied to protect Levi, who is probably her dad. She’ll understand.”
Dallas waggles his eyebrows at the repeated words thrown back, and I narrow my glare and say, “She may understand, but her trust can still feel broken.”
Brooks sighs, dropping the stuff on the porch and heading to grab the rest. “It could be, but she’s trusted us with far more sensitive stuff, like getting her off during heat spikes, so I think she’ll forgive us for breaking her trust to protect our family.”
When I go to open my mouth, Dallas waves his hand. “If you truly believed the bullshit coming out of your mouth, you wouldn’t still be putting in the work to get this house ready. We all know you like to spend your weekends by the creek, resting your bare ass in the freezing water and pretending to fish.”
My cheeks heat. “I am not naked.”
“You see how he didn’t deny about pretending to fish?” Brooks sayswith a grin.
Dallas nods. “Yeah, but we all knew that because he never returns with any.”
“Want me to leave you two jackasses to finish up here and I’ll go get us some fish?” I grunt out, feeling lighter with their taunting.
Brooks holds up his hand. “Of course not, daddy Colt. I did what was asked of me like a good boy.”
Dallas laughs, pushing Brooks away from him and bringing the supplies farther into the house. I shake my head at him, not nearly as annoyed as I should be about being called daddy.
CHAPTER 18
KINSEY
“I should blow them off,” I say, curling my hair as Brielle fixes her makeup.
“You could, but something tells me you don’t really want to.”
I sigh, running my fingers through my tight ringlets and shaking them out. “I don’t, but he lied, Brielle.”
She shrugs, popping the gloss on her lips. “Can you blame him? That’s his family. Kind of hot he’s so protective, no?”
“Are we talking about Colt or Maverick?” I say, rollingmy eyes.
Brielle huffs, then giggles. “Maverick is a little rough around the edges, right? Like a hot-headed cowboy.”
“And potentially my brother…”
Her eyes widen. “Just think…If I become pack, we’ll actually be sisters.”
I smile, and then it falls as I stare at her. “Have you thought about it? If he’s my dad, I’m not going to want to go back.”
