“Archie—”
“Is your brother good?”
At that question coming out of the blue, the contraction inhis neck got a whole lot worse.
“Yeah,” he said carefully.
“Well, my brother went off the deep end, man.He and my dadbarely talk.He’s constantly an asshole.He hurts people with seemingly noremorse.My family fell apart.And it would have been nice to have you aroundso you could tell me how you all kept yours together.”
With that, she yanked her arm free and jogged away.
Jagger let her, not because he was done talking to her.
Not even close.
But because, clearly, she needed space.
So he’d give it to her.
And he would because now, he knew how to find her.
Chapter Two
In or Out
Jagger
Tomorrow, cool?
Jag stared at his brother’s text, thinking it was not cool.
But it was what it was.
And what it was, was that Dutch and his woman Georgie wantedJagger over for dinner.
That would never be a problem, both his brother and Georgiewere good cooks, and if they got busy, they had a fantastic relationship withDoorDash.
Not to mention, Jagger loved his big brother and Georgie wasthe shit.
The problem was, Carolyn was going to be there.
Carolyn was Georgie’s sister.
She was also Jagger’s ex and things had not ended copaceticwith them, mostly because, for years, Carolyn had been snorting coke when shesaid she wasn’t.
And, oh yeah…
Begging money off him so she could do her blowandget herself into a hole with all the designer-gear shopping she was doing.
Jag didn’t give a shit about the Chanel.
But drugs were a no-go and the thought his money went tothat pissed him off.
Huge.
But now she was family, in a way, and he had to suck it upand put up with her.
Like at dinner tomorrow night.
