“You need to talk to Raquel. She’s done a shit-ton of research on cannabis and treating adults with special needs.”
“Really?”
He nodded. “She and Orion developed a strain that might help your brother.”
I bit my lip. “I’ll think about it.”
“You and Aero buddies now?”
“I don’t think we can go that far, no.”
“You gonna fill me in?”
I frowned. “On?”
“What happened between the two of you.”
“Nothinghappened,” I countered. “He sought me out at work and apologized for… well, everything.”
“What exactly did he apologize for?”
“I’m not going to tell you that,” I said. “It’s between him and me.”
Sundance crossed his arms with a scowl. “Don’t like that, Dimples.”
“And I don’t like that you sent Letti’s boyfriend to watch me.”
“What?”
I rolled my eyes. “I recognized him when I walked into Nocturn. I just couldn’t remember his name. Pinecone or something.”
“Snowcone,” Sundance provided. “He was there?”
“Like you don’t know.”
He grunted and I took another sip of my drink.
We stood in the middle of the great room, watching my brother play pinball… well, until Teddy was done with that and moving toward a side glass sliding door.
“What the heck?” I breathed out.
“Our bikes are parked out there,” Sundance explained, already rushing to catch up with my brother.
“Crap,” I breathed out and followed, setting my glass on a table by the wall as I passed.
Arriving outside, I found Orion helping Teddy sit on a bike close to the door.
“Riot. I called shotgun!” Teddy yelled, grinning from ear to ear as he held the handlebars. “Vroom, vroom.”
“Yeah, honey, that’s right,” I said, then turned to Sundance. “He calls shotgun when he wants the best seat.”
Sundance smiled.
I glanced back at Teddy. “Is he going to break it?”
Sundance shook his head. “He’s fine, baby. Orion’s got him.”
“He looks so happy.”
