Page 41 of Wait For You

My brother shrugged. “There’s me?—”

“And me,” Blake called as he walked into my office, followed by Rhys.

“What’s happening? Family meeting?” I asked.

“Well, we’re missing McKenna, Wyatt, and Griffin, so no,” Rhys teased.

“What are we talking about?” Blake asked, gesturing between Kenan and me.

“Tessa.” That was Kenan’s one-word response.

“Oh wait, are you finally going to admit you’re seeing Tessa?” Blake asked.

My eyes narrowed at Kenan.

He held his hands up. “Dude, I haven’t said anything to anybody. I’m a vault.” He tapped two fingers on his temple.

Blake rolled his eyes while Rhys cast me a knowing grin. “Dude, I drive past your house on the way home. I’ve seen Tessa’s car there a few times.”

“Do you think McKenna knows?” I couldn’t help but ask.

“Course she does,” Blake piped up. “She and I were going to bet on when you two might fess up.”

I let out a laugh on the heels of a sigh. “So what were you talking about when you said, ‘there’s me’?”

“Just that you’re everybody’s favorite in town,” Kenan explained.

My brothers nodded in unison. “What?” I sputtered.

“Yeah, I’m the oldest, so people have opinions about everything I do,” Rhys chimed in. “And they are the two jokers.” Rhys gestured back and forth between Kenan and Blake.

“People like us, but you’re the steady, quiet guy,” Blake offered. “You give off the good-guy vibe like you’re there for anyone. And you are.”

“It’s genuine,” Kenan added.

Bemused, I shrugged.

“What’s this all about anyway?’ Rhys asked.

“I told Adam he needs to tell Tessa he loves her and be there with her through whatever bullshit her ex tries to pull,” Kenan said flatly.

“Damn straight,” Blake chimed in.

“The whole family has your back,” Rhys added.

My heart felt squeezed tight. Sometimes it drove me nuts to have a big family, but we had been through some shit together, and we took care of each other.

“Thanks,” I said simply.

“Do we have to keep pretending we don’t know about you and Tessa?” Blake asked.

I rolled my eyes. “Not with me. But let me talk to Tessa. She’s pretty stressed about how Rich might react. Not for herself, but for Eric.”

“Rich is a fucking asshole,” Rhys pointed out.

“No shit,” I agreed.

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