Page 103 of Forever Never
But it was there. That glimmer of interest in his little brother’s eyes.
How had he missed it? And had it been there for long? Had Spencer had feelings for Audrey when he’d… Fuck.
Brick turned his back on his brother, pretending to rearrange the bottles on the shelf behind him while trying to decide if he’d already committed the crime he’d been trying to avoid by marrying Audrey.
“You can’t avoid the question,” Spencer said behind him. “I’m coming home with you tonight, so you might as well just get it off your chest now.”
Brick turned back to him, a bottle of his favorite bourbon in hand. He poured them each two fingers. “No. I wouldn’t mind if you asked Audrey out.”
“Then I have no problem with you having sex or whatever you’d like to do with Remi,” Spencer said, as if it were the easiest decision in the world. “What’s the next rule?”
“I married her best friend. I can’t date my ex-wife’s best friend.” He’d stick with “date.” It was a tame word for all of the many, many things he longed to do to Remington Ford.
“From what I hear, they haven’t talked in years. Maybe since you married Audrey,” Spencer mused.
Brick wasn’t mentally ready to try to draw any parallels to that observation.
He’d fucked up marrying Audrey. He’d known that, but he was only now becoming aware of just how big of a fuck-up it had been.
“Still. It should be a conversation I have with Audrey first.”
These were his rules. The things he clung to when his sanity was threatened.
“Uh-huh. So does Audrey run her dates past you?” Spencer asked.
Brick shrugged and stared at the amber liquid in his glass. “I don’t know. But she’s not seeing anyone from here. And that’s the point.”
“What about two summers ago? She and Billy Pellingham had that hot and heavy fling for a week or two over the summer.” Spencer raised his glass to his smirking lips.
“She did?” Brick frowned, trying to remember. The summer two years ago, Remi had been in town for three long-ass weeks. He’d actually made up a fake fishing trip to get out of town for a weekend just to put some distance between them.
“Did she ask your permission?” Spencer pressed.
“No.”
“So why do you have to get a permission slip from her if you want to strip Remi naked and—”
“Shut. Up. Spence,” Brick growled.
His brother held up his hands. “I’m just pointing out the obvious here. You’re holding yourself to some impossible standard that no one else would.”
“You don’t know that. Besides, I saved the best for last. She’s my boss’s daughter.”Go ahead and tear that one apart, Brick thought smugly.
“You think Chief Ford is going to fire your ass for banging her consenting, adult daughter?”
“Spence, I swear to God, if you keep talking like that, I’m throwing your ass out of here.”
Spencer grinned. “You’re into her,” he said.
“No. I’m not.” Brick helped himself to a surly sip then fought the urge to knock back the rest of the contents.
“Holy shit. You don’t want to just have some naked fun with her. You want more, don’t you?” Spencer said, slapping the bar.
Heads turned in their direction.
“Keep your voice down,” Brick warned.
“Are you in love with her?”
