Blaser said sick of being accused of it. Much as he hated everyone jumping to conclusions, he didn’t regret going to Erika’s to find Bri or helping her now.
‘I didn’t say that you were,’ Gus said. ‘I’d guess that if you were sleeping with her you would have moved her into your place instead of Colt’s. Doesn’t mean Gary is going to be happy that she’s over here.’
‘Bri makes her own decisions,’ Blaser said. ‘And she’s not going to stay around here for long.’
‘You think?’ Gus asked, swinging back in his chair. ‘Something happens when the two of you get together.’
Blaser didn’t want to address that. Everyone seemed to think it was their place to comment on his relationship with Bri, and nothing pissed him off more. But he didn’t want to fly off the handle and reveal the strength of his feelings on the subject because he knew it would raise questions that he couldn’t begin to answer for himself, let alone answer them for others.
‘We should go back to renting only to men,’ Gus said. ‘Less drama.’
‘Bri won’t bring drama,’ Blaser said though he couldn’t be sure of that. Whatever drama that Bri had following her had already gotten her flung out of one apartment.
‘It’s just Suzette and Ivy around here now and Ruge will kick Suzie out when he gets back into town. Bri alright about being one of two? Ivy has Dax mind, all the other guys know to keep their hands off, Bri will be the only single girl.’
‘She’ll be safe here.’
‘Yeah, we know that, but she might not be so sure. We didn’t have to worry about anyone being safe when we had the guy only rule.’
‘That was never a rule, it just worked out that way. Gender was never a factor in our tenancy decisions.’
‘If you say so,’ Gus said, yawning and scrubbing his hands through his hair. ‘But you know the guys can get rowdy. Most women would have trouble shacking up with so many ex-cons.’
‘Not every guy here is a felon,’ Blaser said, Gus only had misdemeanours on his rap sheet.
‘Don’t know about Dax, but with Colt gone… Ruger and I are the only two who have never seen the inside of a prison cell,’ Gus grumbled and slugged his coffee. ‘You’re hardly Mr Squeaky Clean over there.’
Squeaky clean was a joke, Blaser wasn’t even just mildly mucky, he’d waded in up to his neck and got himself good and filthy. But he was trying to clean up his act now and since leaving prison five years ago he’d been completely legit.
Before they could talk further, there was a knock on the door and because he was right next to it, Blaser swung it open without delay. The guest wasn’t expecting such a hasty response because she did a double take when he filled the frame.
‘Oh,’ she smiled. Man, in the light of day she looked like the sweetest thing though he knew it was an optical illusion: he’d seen her fight.
‘Bri,’ he said. ‘We were just talking about you.’
‘Were you?’
Swinging the door further open, he swept his arm to gesture her inside but she stayed outside and just looked at Gus. Smart girl, she didn’t enter an apartment and block herself inside with two men, especially when for all she knew there were more of them. As soon as Gus was done checking her out, he was off his feet and at the door by Blaser’s side. So there was no need for Bri to come inside at all.
‘Gus’ she said. ‘What happened to the army?’
‘Navy,’ he said. ‘Gave it up. Got discharged.’
‘Oh yeah, why was that?’ she asked, looking the tall, lean form of his cousin up and down. ‘You look good to me.’
‘Thanks, it’s your eyes that are doing that to me, honey.’
‘Right,’ Blaser said. Brianna flirting with anyone would get his back up. But doing it with family was more than his sanity could handle. 'It was mental reasons, the dude is a loose cannon. The military finally realised what we already knew.'
Gus laughed and sloped back to retrieve his coffee from the
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