“Well, I don’t have all day, sugar.”
Jonah shrugged, glancing out the back window at the garage. “Fixed her car.”
SueAnn hummed, and he turned, folding one arm over his chest and taking another sip from his beer. This wasn’t over. Clearly, she had more to say, and she was never one to keep her opinions to herself. It was one of her most respectable traits, the first being her kindness and love toward him and his brothers.
“So, that’s it? Just fixed her car? Not going to see her again?”
Ah fuck!It should’ve come as no surprise that she’d want details. Jonah hadn’t dated in years and never spoke about his casual arrangements with anyone. It was the one thing he’d kept all to himself.
“Don’t I get any privacy?” Jonah was trying to deflect, but she was having none of it.
SueAnn laughed and pointed at him. “That’s a yes.”
Yes, it is.
She hiked the basket on her hip, smirking. She had more to say, but fortunately, Cord came through the back door. It was the best timing. He tossed his keys on the table and slipped past Jonah, heading straight for the refrigerator. No greeting. Jonah was accustomed to it, especially when his work and school schedule were heavy. Cord wasn’t the most pleasant person to be around when under pressure. Most days, Jonah let it go.
SueAnn did not!
“Hello?” She scoffed, shaking her head and narrowing her gaze when Cord looked at her. “I was just washing your damn dirty drawers, and I can’t even get a hello?”
Cord didn’t have the best attitude, especially with Jonah, but he always softened for her. His younger brother smiled, slamming the fridge door closed and walked over, stretching his arm over SueAnn’s shoulder. He towered over her by at least a foot. Much as they all did.
“Hello, SueAnn. How’s my favorite woman?”
She rolled her eyes and playfully slapped his stomach. “I pity these girls who have to put up with your lines.”
“Hey, I got great lines. Gets me all the girls.”
SueAnn scoffed. “Well, I suggest you keep them out of your room because you’ll chase them off when they see what kind of slob you are. Would it kill you to put your clothesinsidethe hamper?”
Cord cocked his head, tugging her closer. “I will try harder.”
She snorted, knitting her brows. “No, you won’t. Youwerea slob, youarea slob and you’ll always be one.”
Jonah snickered, watching their banter.
“I love your motivational speeches,” Cord teased, kissing her head. He stepped away, and she shoved the basket against his chest.
“Save me a trip and put this on Holden’s bed.”
Cord grasped the basket, curling his upper lip. “You fold his clothes? You don’t fold mine.”
“He’s the baby. Now, shut your trap and do what you’re told.”
It wasn’t a surprise when Cord left the kitchen and headed upstairs with the laundry basket in tow. SueAnn arched her neck and stepped closer to the door, peeking her head into the living room. Seconds later, she popped back into the kitchen, staring at him.
“Well?”
“Well, what?”
“The girl.” She sighed heavily. “Who is she?”
Jesus Christ.He thought he’d escaped the interrogation. At least she waited until Cord left the room.Come to think of it, maybe that had been her plan.Jonah was extremely private, but he’d opened up a little to SueAnn. Years ago, she was concerned he wasn’t truly living life without a companion. That wasn’t his priority. The boys and work were his only concern. She had her opinions and made them known, which he respected, but it didn’t change his mind. Jonah came with baggage and responsibilities that most people didn’t want to take on.
“Holden says she’s gorgeous. Like the kind of girl you see on magazines and in movies.”
Jonah flattened his lips. His brother usually had a vivid imagination, but he’d nailed his description of Roxanne.
