“Did you know Mr. Goldhirsh is training for a race that will take him two days to complete?” Jack said. “The man makes me feel inadequate.”
“You sure that’s the only thing?” Fin jabbed him in the shoulder.
“Now we all know there are no complaints in that department, ranger boy, unlike you.”
“Are you guys still comparing sizes?” Maggie said. “Seriously, that has to get old one day, surely?”
“Never gets old, Maggs. It’s a rite of passage that lasts till death, I believe,” Fin said. “It’s written somewhere in a man manual.”
“Right, and it has all these things in it you have to adhere to,” Jack added.
“Like never ask for directions as it unmans you?” Maggs asked sweetly.
“Ha, good one,” Luke said. “Also don’t drink out of those little teacups that make you want to cross your legs and start knitting… oh wait, Jack does that already.”
“Fuck you, junior. The inability to see the mess on the floor and step over it. Rory says I excel in that area,” Jack added.
Maggs rolled her eyes.
“I know how to be a man, that’s the difference, little brother. You’ve still got your stabilizers on,” Jack said.
Luke gave a war cry and lunged at him, they then wrestled right there in the street. Deciding now was a good time to leave before Chief Blake arrived to break up the public disturbance, she climbed in her car and drove away. Her last view in the rearview mirror was of Fin standing, hands on hips, watching her.
Chapter17
“Nice work on playing hardball there, bud.”
Joe dragged his eyes from Maggs’s retreating car and looked at Fin, concern etched all over his face.
“Bailey and Pip are worried about her. They’ve been trying to talk to her, get her alone, but she’s avoiding them.”
“I know, we talked about it in A.S., remember?”
“Yeah.” Joe ran a hand over his head. “I’m worried too. She looks good, but you’re right about the sparkle, and it hasn’t returned like I thought it would. I just don’t know why.”
Fin battled with what he knew. Battled with the promise he’d made not to tell anyone about how she’d reacted in the bank and on the road.
Rarely did he keep secrets from Joe, and that burned inside him. Especially one as big as this.
“Let’s head to the stables and get a beer,” Jack said. He and Luke left, and Joe jumped in with Fin in his cruiser.
“How’s everything with your family?” Joe asked.
“Shit, and I don’t want to talk about it.”
“I don’t want to interfere, and this is your business to deal with, Fin, but I met them when I dropped some stuff at the lodge.”
“What stuff?”
“Stuff. I met them at reception.”
“I’ve already told Maggie to keep out of this, Joe. I’m telling you too.”
“And I respect that, really I do, but you’re my friend and I worry about you.”
“No need to worry about this or me.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
