Chapter 15

chapter fifteen

Beau

EVAN: Did I miss it? I’m gonna be pissed if I missed it.

LIAM: Missed what?

EVAN: Beau’s ass kicking.

ME: Ass kicking?

ME: What are you talking about.

ME: Flynn is here with me now. He’s the big spoon to my little spoon.

FLYNN: For fuck’s sake.

FLYNN: For the record, I am spooning my wife.

EVAN: So there was no ass kicking?

EVAN: Y’all suck.

ROMEO: I’ll kick your ass, Evan, if you really need me to.

LIAM: Now, that, I would watch.

JACK: Why must we have these group chats at all hours of the day?

DANE: Because they don’t have warm, willing women to spend their time with.

FLYNN: Some of us do.

LIAM: While we’re all here, I’m leaving town for a few days.

ROMEO: Everything okay?

LIAM: I’m getting married.

EVAN: Say what, now?

ME: Have you been secretly dating someone?

FLYNN: Not everyone dates in secret.

ME: For the record, we haven’t even been on an official date. We were just cohabitating.

FLYNN: That does not make me feel better.

ME: I plan to remedy that very soon.

EVAN: There could still be a fight.

ROMEO: Kids! Be quiet and let the adults talk. Liam, details.

LIAM: An old friend. Widow of an even older friend.

LIAM: Custody issue.

LIAM: We’re meeting in Vegas.

LIAM: I’ll have more details when we get back.

ROMEO: Is this a good thing?

LIAM: It’s complicated.

LIAM: But it’s the right thing.

EVAN: Another one bites the dust.

EVAN: That just leaves me and you, Romeo.

ROMEO: I’m not marrying you, kid.

ME: Good luck.

LIAM: Thanks.

ME: Daisy and I are official.

DANE: I knew you were different.

FLYNN: It’s annoying that he loves her.

FLYNN: I really wanted to kick his ass.

ME: But I do love her. More than anything.

FLYNN: I can’t kick his ass when he’s being good to my sister. But if he steps out of line.

EVAN: I’ll hold him down.

ROMEO: Bloodthirsty much, kid?

JACK: Seriously. Evan, you’re our medic. What happened to do no harm?

EVAN: If I’m not the one harming someone, then it’s fair game.

ROMEO: You need to get out more.

DANE: Just be patient. Saddle Creek has a festival about every three weeks.

ME: Really?

DANE: Not quite, but it feels like that sometimes.

DANE: Small towns in Texas gotta celebrate everything.

ROMEO: I’m going back to bed. See you fuckers at work later.

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