A piece of bread bounced off his forehead, and he frowned at Noah. Miles also frowned at Noah, not being one to waste food.
“Dude, I’ve said your name like ten times. Where did you go?”
“Just got distracted.”
The guys all exchanged looks.
“This wouldn’t have anything to do with Mia, would it?” Noah asked.
Jackson sighed. There was never a day that went by where his brothers didn’t bring up Mia. “What is your guys’ obsession with her?”
“I mean, are we wrong?”
Damn it.
Noah chuckled. “Knew it. What happened?”
“She was going through an old diary, and came across an entry about a pact we made. Specifically, a pact for when we both turn thirty.”
“What kind of pact?” Miles asked.
“Oh, did you two make a pact to lose your virginity to each other?” Ethan asked.
All eyes swung to him.
“Dude. I’m thirty. You think I’m still a virgin?”
Ethan shrugged. “Maybe you aren’t, but maybe Mia is.”
A strange stirring happened in Jackson’s stomach at the thought of Mia having sex. He knew she had. They had discussed it after it had happened. The two of them had always been very honest with each other, but somehow it wasn’t sitting right with him.
“So what was the pact?” Miles asked, the ever-serious Blake getting them back on topic.
Jackson scrubbed a hand down his face. “If I tell you this, you all need to get off my back. No nagging me constantly about Mia. It’s seriously getting old.”
“I can’t make any promises.”
“Nope.”
“Not gonna happen.”
They all spoke at once with their replies, and Jackson rolled his eyes. He knew it was a long shot, but thought he’d try, anyway.
“We made a pact to get married if we were both single at thirty.”
Silence descended upon the group, aside from the sounds of people passing by. Jackson looked at each of his brothers, who seemed frozen in place.
“Did a blip in the universe just happen?” Jackson asked.
Ethan blinked. “Let me get this straight. You two made a pact to marry each other at thirty if you are both single… which you are.”
Jackson nodded.
“What are you waiting for?” Noah asked. “Let’s go.”
His brothers stood up, dusting the crumbs off their clothes and putting the gardening tools away.
Jackson furrowed his eyebrows. “What are you doing?”
