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We get to the kitchen where Rainey isa sandwich She looks just as surprised to see me as my brother did

“Oh, hey, Charlee Was that you ringing the bell?”

I take a deep breath, reet “Uhyeah, sorry about that”

Rainey gazes between me and Brody It’s pretty obvious she can sense the tension between us Hell, people in Canada can probably sense it

“You two look like you could use a e and places a kiss on Brody’s cheek “Be nice I’ll be upstairs if you need me”

I wait until she’s gone before resu my attack

Brody crosses his ar to tell me what crawled up your ass? And why you look like shit?”

Because not sleeping and crying all daht will do that to you, asswipe

I flip him off “Do you really need to ask?”

He reaches into an upper cabinet and pulls down a bottle of Macallan He grabs a couple glasses and pours about two fingers into each He takes a sip from one and offers the other to me

I shake ”

He rolls his eyes “Take the fucking drink, Charlotte You obviously need to get so off your chest If you need a ride home, Rainey or I can take you”

“Fine” I grab the glass and down the aulp Brody’s lips twitch when I set it on the counter “I’ll take one more”

He tips the bottle over, filling it a little o out back”

I take lass doors onto a large patio Brody nods, indicating that I should take a seat on one of the Adirondack chairs as he folds his body into the one across from it