Holden’s eyes were glazed over. The effects of the alcohol were showing, and he’d be in pain tomorrow. Lots of it.Let that be a lesson.
“You’re going to do everything I tell you, yes?” she asked.
Holden smiled, slowly nodding. “Anything for you.”
Oh hell!
She dug her nails into his waist to keep his attention. “You’re going to grab two water bottles, two aspirin and go to your room. You won’t fall asleep until you’ve taken the medicine and drink both bottles of water. You hear me?”
“Uh huh.”
“Put your garbage basket next to your bed and sleep on your side.”
He leaned forward. “Which side?”
Jesus Christ, Holden.“It doesn’t matter.”
“I like my left better.”
Roxanne rolled her eyes. “Fine. Left it is.”
She peered around the foyer and glanced up the stairs. She had little faith he would remember her instructions and debated leaving him on his own.
“I saw Jonah’s truck in the driveway, so that must mean he’s here, right?”
Holden's glassy gaze showed signs of life again, and he ambled forward, nearly knocking her over. “Do you want me to get him for you?”
What?That was the last thing she wanted.
“No,” she snapped. “Just want to be sure you’re not alone.”
“You’re a good sister.” His words were slurred, but she felt them down to her core.
The living room light shone brightly, and she jerked her head to the doorway.Shit!Jonah stood with his eyes pinned on her.
“What’s going on?” He darted his gaze between her and Holden. “Are you drunk?”
“Lil bit.”
Jonah balled his fists, and his face shaded to red. These brothers needed an intervention before all hell broke loose.
“He tried calling you, but you didn’t answer. Tried Cord too. He called me, so I picked him up.”
Jonah furrowed his brows and pulled his phone from his back pocket. He glanced down at the screen, tapping it twice. His jaw squared, and when he looked up, his gaze darkened. His sharp glare was aimed at Holden.
“Then why don’t I have any missed calls?”
What?
His brother squinted, cocking his head. “You don’t? That’s weird.”
“Holden,” Jonah growled as the tension in the room escalated.
Roxanne squeezed his waist, getting his attention. “Youdidcall your brothers, right?”
The long stretch of silence had Roxanne clenching her jaw.
“Holden,” she warned.
