And that was a little sister who liked to make her bigbrother squirm.
Jag smiled back.
“Though, your big takeaway from this is that I love you,”she said.“I’m done putting up with your shit, but I’ll never be done lovingyou.You dig?”
“Dig?”
“You hardly need me to define that slang, bro.”
“You’re such a hippie,” Elijah muttered.
“I’m not a hippie.I’m not anything.Why do people need tolabel?It’s gross.”
“Okay, I have thirty minutes to write a five-thousand-wordpaper before I have to haul my ass back into the office, so I don’t have timefor this.Your takeaway is, I love you too.And you’ve been heard.It’s time Itry to be the son my mother raised.”
“Your father too,” Arch pushed.
It took a second before he said, “My father too.”
“All right, go get at that paper.Love you, bro.”
“Love you too, you goof.”
Hearing that, Jag let out a breath.
Archie also relaxed on top of him.
“Later,” she said into the phone.
“’Bye, Arch.”
They disconnected, she tossed her phone to the floor at theside of the bed and smiled huge at him.
He gave her a squeeze.“Happy?”
“So happy, I’m give-my-guy-a-blowjob happy.”
For fuck’s sake.
“Baby, I just came not twenty minutes ago.”
“Bet I can make you come again.”
He wouldn’t take that bet because he’d bet she was right.
He also was never gonna stand in the way of a blowjob.
Twenty minutes later, she proved they were both right.
ChapterEighteen
That Is Everything
Tack
Thirty years before…
The lights of Denver lay out before them.
