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Kyle?”
    “So…that would be a no,” Kyle grinned, ignoring my question.
    “Shut up. I don’t care about big tits. You know I’m more of an ass man. And before you ask…yeah, she had a nice ass.”
    “Well, to each his own…I prefer the busty blond myself.”
    I made a face. “You can have her.”
    “Oh wow thanks, bro, it’s so nice of you to give me your leftovers,” Kyle replied sarcastically.
    I ignored his comment.
    “So this Casey girl must be pretty hot to get you all worked up.”
    “Yeah, she’s hot…but it’s not even that. I actually had fun talking to her.”
    “Holy shit! No fucking way?!?” Kyle teased. “Talking huh?”
    “Shut up,” I laughed. “I’m not kidding. She’s the first girl I’ve met who just talks to me like I’m a normal human being.”
    “Jesus, what’s wrong with her?” Kyle joked. “Clearly you aren’t normal.”
    “God, I almost forgot how annoying you are,” I said, shaking my head in irritation.
    “Well hell. I’ve only been off the tour for two weeks and you’re already starting to forget my character flaws. That is just unacceptable!”
    “And I have two more full months to enjoy a Kyle-free tour. How lucky am I?”
    “Keep that shit up and I won’t come back,” Kyle grinned.
    “Promise?”
    “Shut up. You know you miss me.”
    “No. Actually I don’t miss you at all,” I lied.
    “Yeah, you do. You’re bored without me. Admit it.”
    I didn’t respond.
    “Admit it!” Kyle pressed again.
    “No. You realize I could fire you at any time, right?”
    “Yeah, but you won’t. Face it Jake, you can’t live without me,” Kyle said dismissively.
    He was right. I would never fire Kyle. As annoying as he was, Kyle was more than just my little brother…and I needed him by my side. Over the years there would sometimes be grumbling amongst the crew that Kyle was a freeloader getting a paycheck simply for being my brother but I didn’t see it that way. Kyle’s job title had always been somewhat murky but officially he was on security detail. He liked to tell people he was my personal bodyguard but really he just hung out with me and kept me sane. My world was filled with “yes men” and Kyle was there to say ‘no’. He never let me take myself too seriously. If I was feeling full of myself, Kyle was there to knock me down a few pegs with a well-placed insult. He reminded me of who I was and where I came from. I shutter to think who I would be without him. There were only a few people I trusted in this world and Kyle was at the top of that list. So yeah, maybe I did pay him to be my brother and to kick my ass when necessary. Who cares? It’s my money. And truthfully I did miss him. I couldn’t wait for him to get back to the tour in August after he finished his stint on a reality show that was about to start filming.
    “Whatever. I don’t even know what we are talking about anymore,” I shrugged.
    “Me neither,” Kyle laughed. “Oh wait…it had something to do with you being normal.”
    “Not being normal…just being treated normal.”
    Kyle smiled mischievously at me.
    “What?”
    “It doesn’t take much to win you over, does it?” Kyle shook his head. “Seriously, if the groupies only knew.”
    I shrugged. “Well, I thought it was cool. Plus Casey is really fucking hysterical. You would not believe the shit that comes out of her mouth,” I swore, shaking my head in amusement.
    “I heard you laughing.”
    “Yeah, she cracks me up. The first thing she did was punk me.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “When I asked her if there was anything important I needed to know from the rehearsal, she told me all I missed was learning the dance routine.”
    “What? There’s a dance routine?” Kyle asked confused.
    “No, dumbshit, that was the punk.”
    “Oh. Wait, what?”
    “Jesus Christ, Kyle, try to follow along,” I shook my head impatiently. Sometimes he was so goddamn stupid.
    “I’m trying. You’re confusing me.”
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