Page 273 of The Maxwell Brothers
"What headlines?" I asked, bewildered.
Sam pointed to his temple. "The ones in my mind."
I burst out laughing, shaking my head.
“Damn, I missed hanging out with you lot,” Sam said.
“So then visit more often. Or, here’s a thought, come back to Chicago. You can be a doctor here too, you know,” I pointed out.
“Yeah, I will, but for now, I like working with Doctors Without Borders. I like the work. But being away is… difficult.I thought I’d get used to it after a while, but it’s still weird. Kimberly says it’s the same for her.”
“She didn’t tell me that,” Luke said.
Sam grinned. “Careful, brother, or I’ll steal your thunder as the favorite cousin. Kimberly and I have been talking a lot lately, comparing notes on living away from the nest.”
I laughed because Luke genuinely seemed taken aback by this. He relished his role as Reese’s and Kimberly’s protector and confidant.
While we finished our drinks, someone started singing in the back of the restaurant. She was also playing the guitar.
“That’s our cue to leave,” Luke said. “That sounds dreadful.”
“Come on, let’s go. How far away is the B&B?” Sam asked.
“No clue. Probably across the road or something,” I replied.
Turned out I was right. The B&B was two minutes away by car from the bar. We were the only guests, and the host insisted we got the best rooms they had.
It was spacious and fairly decently equipped. Despite the long day, I had a buzz rushing through my veins. I didn’t want to go to sleep.
The conversation with my brothers was still mulling around in my brain. I couldn’t grasp the fact that Luke had bought a property because he’d imagined living there with a family.
I’d never planned anything like that. But Sam was right. I was changing. Because a month ago, my only plan for tonight would have been to get a good rest so I’d be in top shape tomorrow to catch up on work.
But at the moment, I wanted to call Liz. She was probably working the bar job right now. That picture of her had taunted me the whole afternoon. Her nipples were branded in my brain, obviously, but it was more than that. She’d looked genuinely thrilled about the gift.
Sitting down on the bed, I took out my laptop and looked over a case I had in court the next week. My associate had already prepped most of it, but I still had a lot of work to do to win it. It was a divorce, my specialty, with a messy custody battle.
For the next few hours, I looked up statutes, building compelling arguments. I was going to win this. I felt it in my gut.
A law professor once told me that it took someone with immense self-confidence to become a lawyer. But winning was more than an ego thing for me. Once a client told me their case and I decided to take them on, Ihadto win.For them.
I wrapped everything up at eleven thirty. Liz would finish her shift in half an hour. Energy coursed through me. Closing my laptop, I headed to the bathroom, taking a quick shower.
When I came out, I grabbed the phone, sitting on the bed. I could imagine how much shit Luke would give me if he knew what I was doing. I called Liz at five past twelve. To my satisfaction, she answered right away.
“Look who’s up at ungodly hours of the night,” she taunted.
“I stayed up late prepping a case. And I knew you got off at twelve.”
“You remembered that?” she whispered.
“Fuck yes.”
“Actually, I got off earlier tonight. It was slow, and my boss said she’d close up. So I’m already home in bed.”
“No dancing?”
“Oh, I danced already.” Her voice was sassy. My cock twitched, imagining her in that outfit. I groaned.
