“Not right now you don’t, but when I’m ready to settle down? The cream of the crop will flock to me.”
“Yeah, I’ve seen the cream of the crop you hang out with in pictures on social media.”
“Naw, that’s just bed buddies. I’m just playing right now.”
“So the women you fuck aren’t the ones you’d bring home to meet Mom and Dad?”
Barrett slid him a sly smile? “Why? You jealous of the action I get?”
“You’re an asshole.”
Barrett laughed. “Yeah, you’re jealous.”
Tucker clenched his jaw and concentrated on the road.
By the time they arrived at Grant’s house, Barrett had rifled through the console in Tucker’s car, flipped through his phone—including his text messages—and made a general ass of himself asking intrusive questions about Tucker’s sex life, none of which were answered.
He remembered what it was like having his twin brother up in his private business.
And he hadn’t missed him at all.
At least when they got to Grant’s house Barrett could go annoy the shit out of him.
When they arrived at Grant’s there were several work trucks parked outside.
They went to the door and rang the bell.
Nobody answered.
Barrett motioned with his head toward the side of the house. “He’s probably out back where all the noise is coming from. Let’s go that way.”
They headed through a side gate and down a pathway. Grant was back there near the porch, talking to someone who was working on renovating the back porch. Concrete was torn up, half the porch was gone and there were a handful of guys back there.
Grant spotted them and waved them over.
“Hang on a sec,” Grant said. “We’re almost done here.”
Then he turned back to the man standing next to him. “We need to make sure we have an adequate fan system in place so when I’m grilling the smoke doesn’t reach the guests who are sitting out here.”
The guy nodded. “Don’t worry. We’ve got that in the plans.”
The two of them talked for a few more minutes, then the guy walked away and Grant came over and hugged them both.
That was one thing about the Cassidy family. They might all be tough athletes, but they were always affectionate with one another. They had their mother—and their father—to thank for that. There had always been loving hugs from Mom. And their dad, Easton Cassidy, was one tough sonofabitch—one of the best quarterbacks to have ever played the game. But their father was also kind and warm and he loved his sons. He’d passed down that affection to all of them, and made sure that even though they all fought like hell with each other, and might hate each other one minute, they loved each other, too.
“How’s the leg?” Grant asked him.
“It healed up fine. It was no big deal to start with. Just a cut. I’ve taken worse in scuffles from you guys.”
Grant nodded. “No doubt. I can’t believe they pulled you from the game for a little blood.”
“Wouldn’t have happened on the football field,” Barrett said. “This is what happens when you play a pussy game like baseball.”
Tucker was used to this bullshit. “We can’t all be smart and play baseball. Some of us only know how to use our bodies to hit, not throw masterful pitches.”
Grant let out a snort. “Good one, Tucker.”
Barrett glared at Grant. “You’re supposed to be on my side.”
“I’m not on anyone’s side when the two of you get going. Come on, let’s head into the house.”
“You’ve done a lot of remodeling already,” Tucker said as Grant led them through the downstairs. “The last time I was here, the media room was still open to the rest of the basement.” Now it was closed off, with a bar and entertainment area in a separate, adjacent space. Grant gave them a sample of the new sound system in the media room. It was outstanding, like being in a movie theater.
“Yeah. Katrina got started right away working on the renovations. The media room and entertainment section is done, and now that spring is here, we’ve dug in and are working on the outside.”
“Seems like you’re making some progress out there. Though it’s kind of a mess right now,” Barrett said.
Grant reached into the fridge, dug out three beers and handed them out. “Yeah. It’s going to take a while because we’re expanding the whole patio area, adding square footage and a built-in kitchen.”