“You should apologize to him,” Brad suggested.
“He should apologize to you.”
“There you go again.” Brad shook his head.
“Fuck. Alright. I meant what I said, though, but it’s not going to be a quick thing for me. I’m trying to…I’m trying to not hold your issues for you.”
Brad narrowed his eyes and looked down at his watch.
“Fine. So, a date?”
“Yes.”
“You and that tall, olive-skinned dude who showed up here out of nowhere two days ago?” Brad asked.
“It’s him,” Andy said softly.
“I figured.”
“He just...” Andy huffed. “He has me all out of sorts. Like, he’s come here, right? And I want to believe he came here for me, but he tried to play it off like,America.” Andy waved his hand in the air.
“Cherry Creek is not where you go when you want to see America,” Brad mocked him with the pronunciation of America, then softly laughed. “Denver isn’t even where you go.”
“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do now that he’s here,” he admitted.
“I know this is going to sound really obvious, but maybe you should talk to him.”
Andy blinked.
“We’ve talked,” he said.
“Oh?” Brad looked amused, with one haughty eyebrow raised. “About what?”
Andy gave Brad a warning look and opened his mouth, then quickly snapped it closed.
“Right.” Brad smirked.
“He said he’d go on a date with me,” Andy informed his smug younger brother.
“What else? He’s been here two days, yeah?”
Andy was loathe to admit that his brother was right, that Leonidas had been in Cherry Creek for two days and they hadn’t talked about anything of substance. They’d beaten around the bush about all the debauched things that they had done together and wanted to do, and Andy had asked Leonidas on a date, to which he’d agreed, but he didn’t know how else to answer.
“Whatever,” he grumbled.
“Well, what about his nephew?” Brad asked. “He has to be excited about that.”
“What nephew?”
“Jesus, Andy.” Brad scrubbed a hand down his face.
“He has a nephew?”
“Yes. A new one.”
“How do you know?”
“Theo told me,” Brad answered.
