Neither of us says anything for too long to be unintentional. When too much time passes and I can see we’re in danger of sinking into melancholy Dad’s not here to see another one of Garrett’s successes, I clear my throat.
“I want to take Felicity out on Dad’s boat. Thought maybe we’d stay away for a few nights. I still owe her a moonlight cruise,” I say.
Garrett’s eyes snap to mine and he looks about as surprised as I’ve ever seen him. “It’s only been a few weeks, are you going to pop the question?”
I scowl at him. Why do my brothers know what I’m thinking before I do?
“None of your damn business,” I say.
He tries to suppress a smile, but his eyes crinkle as he fails. “Even if you are blackmailing me, it’s good to have you home again.”
I look at Jax as he helps Viola to a seat he brought out of the restaurant, and at Levi who’s hefting a crate of bugs from his truck, and smile back at my eldest brother.
“It’s good to be home,” I say.
And for the first time since burying Mom and Dad, I mean it.