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He grumbles about his balls and a vise, but I know he’s not serious The man is head over heels in love with his wife He’s just venting because she’s been having a tough pregnancy and is spendingboth of theed me to keep Mick occupied If I have to listen to hi to poison his coffee
For the sake of ht a six-pack of his favorite rill We already ate the brats for lunch, and there’s only two beers left, but it’s nearing five so I feel like I kept ain up Bells just needs to deliver her baby safely and we’ll be square
Mick uncaps his beer and leans a hip against the counter, staring out thegluive myself an internal knock on the head
“Looks like your neighbor came home You should deliver the cookies Bells ordered for you”
“Right now?” I ask as I’ to drink ht more, but Bells told me no nant and all Pregnant women are scary as shit
“Yeah” He squints “Your neighbor looks hot”
I push away froe and join Mick at the counter where I, too, can stare out theover my sink I hadn’t realized it before, but the house next door has athat is about the sa above the sill, I’hbor drops her purse on a counter and then lifts her arms above her head to unclip her hair It falls like a waterfall around her shoulders and down her back
Mick poundsonand all but you need to learn to breathe, little brother,” he jokes
I clear hbor has turned to theShe’s fucking gorgeous—old skin, dark hair, a rack that would fit perfectly in my palms, and a nipped-in waist I can’t see the rest, but I don’t need to What is on display is enough for any mortal
“Cookies,” I mutter “I need to find the cookies”
I look around frantically,on boxes and bowls and pots and pans but no cookies A h comes from behind me Mick spins ut “Go and don’t embarrass the family name”
“How can I when you’ve already rubbed it into the ground by et onein I mean, we’re brothers, after all
“I can tell Bells not to order you any more cookies,” he yells
Halfway across the lawn, I stop and give y I can’t have Bells on my bad side “I’reatest, even if she has questionable taste in men!”