Page 47 of Primal Heat


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“Fox wants some ice cream,” I said, glaring at both of them. “Would you like to join him?”

“Yeah,” Luca said. “I could eat.”

“Great. How about you get the bowls and the spoons, and I’ll get the ice cream and the scooper? Then we’re all going to sit here and chat. Like one big happy family.” I jabbed the scooper toward my brother. “Got it?”

He raised his hands, then set the bowls on the island. “Yeah, sissy, I got it.”

I scooped up the dessert and the four of us sat at the table and ate. Felix chatted between bites, filling us in on all the excitement of glow golf.

Once he was done with his treat, I told him to get ready for bed, so he headed upstairs.

“Okay, quickly,” I said. “You need to figure your crap out because this dick measuring contest is getting old.”

Stoney’s mouth twitched slightly, while my brother just glared at me.

“Got it, Noah?” I pressed.

“Yeah, babe, got it.”

“Luca?” I narrowed my eyes at Luca. He didn’t answer so I rolled my eyes. “His is probably bigger. Get over it.”

Stoney’s head dropped back, and he roared with laughter while my brother let out a series of curses.

“Uncle Luca!” Felix admonished. “You owe Auntie...,” he counted with his fingers, “...twelve dollars.”

“Good math, bud,” Stoney said.

“I thought you were getting ready for bed,” Luca growled, lifting Felix above his head.

Felix squealed with laughter. “I forgot to take my shoes off.”

While Luca kept Felix in his arms, I tugged off his shoes. “Up with you.”

Luca lowered him to the ground and patted his butt. “See ya later, bud.”

“’Night Uncle!” Felix ran up the stairs again.

“I’ll walk you out,” Luca said to Stoney.

“Or,you can go, and Stoney and I can finish our conversation,” I countered. “You know, the one you so obnoxiously tried to cut short.”

“I’m not leaving you and Felix alone with a Howler, Bree.”

“Jesus,” Stoney hissed.

“Stop,” I warned, grabbing Luca’s arm. “Out.”

“Bree—”

“Get out of my house, Luca,” I ordered, pushing him toward the door.

“Okay, okay, I’m goin’,” he said. “You call me in an hour or I’m comin’ back.”

“God, you are such a pain in the butt,” I snapped, shoving him out the door.

Hard to do considering he had six inches and at least forty pounds on me.

“Love you, sissy,” he said, kissing my cheek, then jogging to his car.