Oh boy. My younger brother has not gotten over the big reveal that Flint and I had a little fling. Well, that’s just too freaking bad. It took two to tango.And what a tango it was.
Pretty sure my face flushed just thinking about it.
Flint cleared his throat. “Boss, we need to talk to you about something.”
“Something like having a torrid affair with my sister?” Luke raised his brow.
Holy cannoli.He was not going to let this go.
Before Flint could say anything, I planted my hands on my hips. “That’s about enough out of you, bucko! What Flint and I do or do not do is none of your freaking business. We’re both grown adults - consenting adults, I might add. And in case you forgot,youare the younger brother here.”
Wysdom snickered. “You tell ‘em, Celia!”
Luke glared at her. “Mi amor…”
She shook her head. “Enough’s enough. I, for one, am glad that theGoddessAmong Men has found such a handsome man who’s worthy of her! TEAM FLELIA!”
“Flelia?” Luke’s brows furrowed.
“It’s better than Clint,” Wysdom slapped his arm. “That sounds like a child predator.”
“What is with this name nonsense?” Luke continued to frown. His face was going to freeze like that.
“Duh, that’s how youshiptwo people,” Wysdom shook her head. “You know, combine their names into something fun. Like Brangelina or Bennifer. Flint plus Celia equals Flelia.”
Luke grinned a bit. “What would we be?”
“Oh, pretty sure we’d be Lukedom,” Wysdom winked.
“I don’t hate it,” Luke’s smile evaporated. “But that doesn’t stop the fact that them being together is a bad idea.”
“Who are you to say what’s right for her, or not,” Wysdom stamped her foot.
I tried to interrupt, but my pleas fell on deaf ears. Wysdom and Luke were smack dab in the middle of a heated argument now.
“Mi amor, you don’t understand what she’s been through,” Luke sighed.
“Hmmm,” Wysdom tapped her lip. “You mean I couldn’t possibly understand marrying the wrong man who acted like an utter asshole? The wrong man who divorced me and left me high and dry? The wrong man who continued to torture me for years? Oh, how about I couldn’t possibly understand meeting the love of my life at a later age?”
My face heated again. “I mean,love of my lifeis a little strong…”
Flint covered his laugh with his hand. Wysdom and Luke ignored us both.
“You know that’s not what I mean,mi amor,” Luke moved in for the kill. Mr. Smooth tried to run his hands around Wysdom’s waist, but she backed away from him.
“Yeah, you’re right. I couldn’t possibly understand all that,” Wysdom rolled her eyes, turned, and winked at me. “One thing I do understand is boneheaded family members butting into my business. And to that, I say - fuck it!”
Luke held his hands over the ears of the baby strapped to his chest. “Language,mi amor!”
“Wil and Carmine are way too young to understand the language I use,” Wysdom clucked her tongue. “I’m trying to make a point here.”
“And that is?”
“You need tobutt the fuck out,” Wysdom smiled sweetly at him.
Luke opened his mouth to say something else.
“Hey, little brother?” I snapped my fingers at him. He looked back at me.
