“I promise.”
He drew in a breath. “Harrison.”
Harrison Garrison. She tightened her lips, clamping them closed. It was the only way to keep from laughing. It was no use. Her body shook and she smiled with her lips pressed together.Don’t laugh!
He narrowed his eyes. “Don’t do it, you promised.”
She shook her head, holding in her laughter until it broke past her lips. She shoved her face against his chest, gasping for breath, “I’m sorry.” Her giggle erupted again.
He tugged her into his chest. “If you weren’t so damn cute, I’d be pissed right now.”
She wiped her eyes which had welled up from holding in her laugh. “So, how did you wind up with Bogs?”
“Once I changed my name, the kids at school teased me every chance they got. It was my mom who started calling me Bogs, believe it or not. My original last name was Bogner, she just shortened it.”
“Can I call you Harrison?” She cocked an eyebrow.
“Only when I make you come.” He winked.
“Deal.”
Chapter Fifteen
“So, this is the house you grew up in?” Kenzie asked. The road to his dad’s property was long and winding but flat, either side had wood fencing leading up to the house.
“Yeah.” He glanced over and winked. “Wanna see my bedroom?”
She chuckled, ignoring his question. She actually did want to see his room, for curiosity purposes, of course, nothing more. “When did you move out?”
He leaned his elbow on the window, driving with his free hand, while the other was clasped with her. “Well…I think I was twenty-one. No, wait, twenty-two. I got my place the summer I graduated.”
“You come back a lot?”
Bogs snorted. “As if I got a choice, my sister plans parties and dinners every other weekend. That’s what she does, she’s an event planner. I think she uses us as Guinea pigs for her business.” He chuckled bearing right as the house came into view. “Don’t mind though. I like being around my family. Even T and Stone, if you can believe it. It’s better now that they got women. Gives me a better view than their ugly ass faces.”
They pulled up behind a silver car that looked out of place amongst all the trucks. When she got out and rounded the front, she took a closer look at the car. Gorgeous.
“That’s Ethan’s.”
“Your brother?”
“Yeah, and try not to be so obvious when you meet him.” He cocked an eyebrow. “It fucks with my ego.”
His ego? “I don’t understand.”
Bogs grabbed her hand and whispered. “You will.”
They weaved through the cars, about fifteen of them if she had to guess. This was more of a party and less like a family dinner. Her palms started to sweat. There was an awkward rush of nerves she felt. Meeting his family seemed like a big deal, even if he played it off. Maybe it wasn’t important to him but it was scaring the crap out of her. They walked up the pathway leading to the porch.
“It’s beautiful.”
“Yeah, awesome place to be a kid.”
“So, how big is your family anyway?”
Bogs snorted. “Not this big. I have a feeling our family dinner turned into something bigger. Rox does that shit, she probably ran into friends and invited everyone.”
Kenzie was expecting a house full of people but when they entered the house it was empty. The large foyer led into a living room with the walls adorned by pictures. She followed Bogs as they made their way through the house. It was spacious and warm, giving off a homey vibe. She stopped short when a photo caught her eye. She leaned in closer to see four boys, covered in what looked like mud. How strange.
