Jett grinned as he reached for the cereal.
“You’re not supposed to eat that,” I warned him.
“Well, I can’t cook. And Jamie is the only one who can make the protein pancakes, even if they are revolting and need butter and syrup. It’s either this or a breakfast wrap. Which would Quinn rather I have?”
“Cereal,” Ash and I said at the same time.
“Exactly.” Jett poured too much milk in his bowl. “And if you both agree, how can all three of us be wrong?”
I shared an amused look with my cousin, who lasted a nanosecond before he was pulling the cereal box toward him, while I ate my breakfast and drank my coffee.
“It’s a wonder she lets us have caffeine,” Ash mumbled around his spoon as he refilled his mug.
“She’s ambitious, not suicidal,” Jett snorted as he held his mug out for more.
“Speaking of . . .” I decided to tease Jett. “That was some dodgy driving yesterday.”
Jett looked at me with a Cheshire cat grin. “Was it? Didn’t hear anyone complaining.”
“What happened?” Ash asked curiously as he looked between us.
“Someone got some light hand relief when they were driving,” I told him as I bit into my breakfast.
Ash’s eyes widened before he grinned. “Ava gave you a hand job? When you were driving?” He turned to look at me. “With you and Queeny in the back?”
“I don’t think it was her hand that caught it,” I said gleefully as my brother’s smile vanished, and he glared at me.
“Fuck off,” Ash exclaimed incredulously. “No way!”
“You’re a dick,” Jett told me as he finished his breakfast. “What are you? Twelve?”
“I can’t believe little Ava would be so bold,” Ash said as he shook his head in wonder. “I almost want to rib her for it, but she’d more than likely cut my balls off.”
I saw my brother beam with pride, and I took another swig of coffee. However, even though Ash and I had been fine, as Ash teased my brother more and Jett had to remain silent on whatIhad been doing — because he was a better brother than I was — I felt Ash and I slowly ease back into our normal relationship.
Later, as I was getting ready for class, I didn’t appreciate the punch my brother delivered to my kidneys in revenge.
“You asshole,” he hissed at me as he looked over his shoulder to ensure he had closed the door. “Low fucking blow, Gray.”
“You think?” I groaned as I straightened. “What the fuck?”
“You spoke about Ava like she was some cheap whore,” Jett whispered furiously.
“No, I didn’t. She isn’t, and Ash knows that,” I corrected him crossly. “And he also knows had it been someone other than Ava, she’d have been bent over the steering wheel.”
“You’re unbelievable.”
“Thanks, bro.” I grinned at him.
When his fist raised to punch me again, I dodged it. “Ava and me in the carisn’twhat you and Ash should be bonding over.”
“Ugh, don’t be a pussy. It worked, okay? He won’t say anything, and neither will she.”
He glared at me for several more moments before he shouldered past me and headed into my bathroom. He came back out with a box of condoms.
“You better use these.”
“I love you, bro, but guys aren’t really my thing, neither is incest.”
