Page 75 of The Moment They Can't Forget

“Close enough,” JD said.

“Speak of the big ugly devil,” Ryder drawled. Sawyer’s pickup pulled into the other parking spot beside him. JD tensed.

“I need to go,” he said.

“You not even gonna say hello to your friend?” Ryder asked, bending slightly to look in the car window at JD.

“Sure, and then I need to go. Henry is waiting for me.”

Sawyer walked around his hood to where his brother stood. He was dressed in worn cutoff shorts and a long-sleeved T-shirt with the logo for the timber yard he and Brody ran. His hair was damp but hadn’t seen a brush or comb and stood off his head. His eyes looked squinty.

“You just wake up, bro?” Ryder asked.

Sawyer grunted and took the muffin his brother handed him.

“What the fuck are you doing here, Hopper?” Sawyer said after the first mouthful, as if the sugary goodness had loosened his tongue.

“Not that it’s your business, Duke, but I’m going to see my brother.”And last night I slept with your sister… again.JD knew he couldn’t say the words, but he wanted to.

“You go on and get out of that expensive city-boy car you drive and come inside. Much as I hate to admit it, you have good taste in design, and Zoe’s still asleep,” Sawyer said. “We need a second opinion.”

“I’m meeting Henry,” he said, reluctant to leave his car and not sure why. Possibly it was the mention of Zoe.

“It’ll only take a minute,” Ryder said.

He couldn’t say no, as that would make them more suspicious. So he got out after eating the last bite of muffin. “Okay, but you have to pay me with another muffin.”

“Deal.”

“You need to get a coffee machine, Ry,” Sawyer said.

“Working on it.”

The interior was a big open space, but JD saw the potential.

“What’s the deal with Henry?” Sawyer asked.

“I don’t want to tell you what the deal is.”

“Spill,” Sawyer said. “You’ll feel better.”

His glare was totally wasted on these two.

“Come on, man, tell us and then we can give you the benefit of our sage advice,” Ryder said.

“What?” Sawyer looked at his brother.

“Sage means wise, you idiot.”

“Huh,” Sawyer said. “Who knew.”

“My father needs a new kidney, and my brother wants me to be tested as a donor,” JD said.

“So that kidney talk in The Gnat when you were on the phone was Henry asking you,” Sawyer said.

JD nodded.

“And when you said no, he came here to convince you?”

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