Uh-oh, the irritation in his voice did not sound good. ‘But … ?’ I frowned. Now that I thought about it, it had been a week since Cole had asked me if he could hang out at Jamie’s. ‘Have you two fallen out?’
‘Maybe.’ At least that’s what I thought his mumble translated into.
Oh, boy. Cole was a laid-back guy and a fight with his friends rarely happened, so I didn’t even know if I wanted to be made aware of why they were fighting. But it was Cole … ‘What happened?’
The blush on his cheeks made me even warier.
Oh, crap, this better not be teenage-boy gross. ‘Cole?’
He shrugged at me again.
‘That’s it. I’m getting you weights to wear on your shoulders so you can’t do that to me any more. I thought I told you shrugging does not equate to an answer. Neither does grunting.’
My brother rolled his eyes at me.
‘Or that.’
‘It doesn’t matter, all right?’ he bit out, flopping back against the couch to sip at the hot chocolate, refusing to meet my eyes.
‘It matters to me.’
His huge, long-suffering sigh could have filled up a hot-air balloon. ‘He just said something that pissed me off.’
‘Oi,’ I admonished. ‘Watch the language.’
‘He annoyed me.’
‘What did he say?’
The muscle in Cole’s jaw flexed and for a moment I could see him older, a man. My God, where had the time gone? ‘He said something about you.’
I winced. ‘Me?’
‘Yeah. Something sexual.’
Oh, Christ. I flinched. There were just some words you didn’t ever want to hear coming out of your baby brother’s mouth. ‘Sexual’ was definitely one of them. ‘Okay.’
Cole looked up at me from under his lashes, his mouth twisted into a frustrated grimace. ‘All my mates fancy you, but Jamie went too far.’
I did not want to know what that meant.
Instead I thought about how close the two of them were. ‘Did Jamie apologize once he realized he’d gone too far?’
‘Yeah, but that’s not the point.’
‘It is the point.’ I leaned forward so I could catch his gaze, so he could see how much I meant what I was about to say. ‘Life is too short to hold on to silly grudges. Jamie was man enough to apologize. Be man enough and gracious enough to accept the apology.’
For a moment he held my gaze, processing my advice. Finally he nodded. ‘Okay.’
I smiled and sat back. ‘Good.’
Once he’d turned his attention back to the comic, I reached for my latest paperback, readying myself to escape into someone else’s world for a while.
‘Jo?’
‘Mmm-hmm?’
‘I googled that guy you’re dating. Malcolm Hendry.’
My head snapped up from my book, my pulse racing a little faster all of a sudden. ‘Why?’
Cole shrugged. Again. ‘You haven’t said much about him.’ He scowled at me. ‘He’s a bit old, do you not think?’
‘Not really.’
‘He’s fifteen years older than you.’
I really didn’t want to be having this conversation with Cole of all people. ‘I like him a lot. You will too.’
Cole snorted. ‘Yeah, like I’m going to meet him. I met Callum only a handful of times and you dated him for two years.’
‘I don’t want to introduce you to someone who might not stick around. But I have a good feeling about Malcolm.’
His next question was asked softly but with a hint of disdain that shot me right in the heart. ‘Is it because he’s loaded?’
‘No,’ I answered tightly. ‘It’s not.’
‘You date a lot of wankers, Jo, and I know it’s because they’ve got money. You don’t have to.’ His face was starting to colour now with frustrated anger. ‘She makes you miserable enough – you don’t need to be going out with some tool just so we don’t have to worry about money. As soon as I turn sixteen I’m getting a job so I can help.’
I think it was the longest Cole had ever spoken in one sitting in about a year. And his declaration felt like a punch in the gut. I sat up straight, my own cheeks blazing hot with annoyance. ‘Don’t use the “w” word. And to answer your question, I’m dating a guy I really care about, and he just happens to have money. And you are not getting a job at sixteen. You’re finishing high school and you’re going to uni or art school or whatever the hell it is you want to do. But I’ll be damned if you end up in some crap job because you’re a bloody high school dropout!’ I was breathing hard with fear at the thought of it.
Cole stared at me, his green eyes round with astonishment at my outburst. ‘Jesus, chill, Jo. It was just an idea.’
‘It was a bad idea.’
‘Aye, I’m getting that.’
I relaxed at the teasing in his voice and leaned back into the couch, pulling my paperback up to my face. ‘Just draw, you pain in the ass.’
He choked back his laughter and put down his mug to start drawing again.
After a minute, I looked at him over the top of my book. ‘Just so you know … I love you, baby boy.’
‘Mmm-hmm, lu uu uu.’
I deduced that was ‘Mmm-hmm, love you too’ in teenage muttering.
My lips twitched against an answering grin, a warm contentment settling in my chest as I stared down at the pages of my book.
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