“Took you long enough,” Clayton jibed with his typical wide grin.
I elbowed him in the ribs, but an irresistible smile tugged at my own mouth. “Dick. You know we were waiting until Lydia finished school. She just graduated in May. Besides,” I added drily. “I don’t see a ring on your finger yet.”
“Touché,” he allowed. “But there’s a ring on Rose’s finger and a collar around her neck. That’s enough for me for now.”
“I beat all of you assholes to it, so I don’t want to hear another w...ord about it,” I warned, still smiling. I looked to Kennedy, my mentor and oldest friend. “I even got one up on the old man for once.”
He scowled and crossed his arms over his chest. “Call me old man one more time and see what happens. I can still whoop you, kid.”
I snorted. I hadn’t been a kid in a long time, but Kennedy would never stop calling me that, even when I reached fifty like him.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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