me.”
“Wow, this is such a fun conversation.” Alex gave him a wide-eyed look. “Is there anything else you’d like to slit your wrists over?”
“Yeah, you are a ball of joy this morning,” Holly agreed as she walked in to the kitchen wearing a pair of Alex’s boxer shorts and a thin black tank top that had Mirabella Island written across it. “Relax, Will, it could be worse.”
“I don’t see how,” Will said distantly, eyeing Holly as she poured herself a cup of coffee. “My little brother’s life prospects seem pretty bleak, and it sorta feels like my fault.”
“He could be gay,” Holly offered with an innocent smile.
Will’s gaze finally lifted from the deadlock on Holly’s tits. He met her eyes as he snorted in disbelief. “Great, one thing in a list of hundreds that I don’t have to worry about. Alex isn’t doing it with dudes. Thanks for helping me look on the bright side.”
“I’m a silver-lining kinda girl.”
The sarcasm was so heavy in Holly’s voice Alex was shocked Will didn’t notice, though he was still pretty preoccupied. This was starting to be an annoying habit of Will’s—eye fucking Holly. It was made all the worse by Holly being oblivious to it, which was sort of amazing because it was blatant.
“You want me to take a picture?” Alex finally asked his brother with a scowl.
Will straightened and looked away from Holly, the guilt flashing on his handsome face for one brief moment before he cleared his throat. “I got class.”
“Have fun.” Holly grabbed a piece of toast off the plate. “Learn lots.”
“Don’t eat that.” Will actually leaped across the kitchen to knock the bread out of her grasp as if saving her from something toxic. “He licked it.”
Holly held up her hands and then gave Alex a look. “Why do you have to fuck with him like that?”
“I’m the bad guy now? He needs to lighten up.”
“Doing shit like that doesn’t lighten him up, it freaks him out. It makes him worse. He doesn’t need anything else to make him more uptight. I think it’s starting to become a medical condition.”
“I’m still here,” Will reminded them.
Holly turned to Will and took a bite of the tainted toast as if the entire licking conversation had never happened. “I thought you had class.”
“It’s like you two are in your own wonder world.” Will stood there staring at them with his jaw hanging open. Then he shook his head and walked out of the kitchen.
Holly rolled her eyes and took another bite of toast. “He needs to get laid in the worst way.”
“I wouldn’t be offering up that suggestion. You could end up very surprised by the response you get from him.”
She frowned. “What’d you mean?”
“I can hear you!” Will called from the living room.
Alex grabbed the toast from Holly to put it on the plate. Then he served up a portion of the huge omelet and handed the plate back to her.
Holly looked at her breakfast. “No garnish?”
“Fuck you.” Alex laughed at her sarcasm.
“What’s got you jumpy?” Holly asked as she sat down at the kitchen table. “You only cook like this when you’re anxious.”
Alex turned back to the stove and dished himself up a plate as he listened to Will walk around the house, gathering up the stuff he needed for school and then work afterward. Alex moved slowly, using the excuse of doctoring Holly’s coffee and putting the pans in the sink to avoid answering her question.
“Leaving,” his brother finally shouted from the living room. “I’ll be back late.”
“Bye,” Holly called back, her eyes on Alex. Not two seconds after the front door clicked shut, she asked, “What’s going on?”
“Nothing.” Alex put her coffee in front of her like a peace offering. “I hope it’s nothing. It better be nothing, ’cause I dunno what I’m gonna do if it is something.”
“What’re you talking about?” Holly frowned at him as he sat across from her. “You’re making no sense, and
“Wow, this is such a fun conversation.” Alex gave him a wide-eyed look. “Is there anything else you’d like to slit your wrists over?”
“Yeah, you are a ball of joy this morning,” Holly agreed as she walked in to the kitchen wearing a pair of Alex’s boxer shorts and a thin black tank top that had Mirabella Island written across it. “Relax, Will, it could be worse.”
“I don’t see how,” Will said distantly, eyeing Holly as she poured herself a cup of coffee. “My little brother’s life prospects seem pretty bleak, and it sorta feels like my fault.”
“He could be gay,” Holly offered with an innocent smile.
Will’s gaze finally lifted from the deadlock on Holly’s tits. He met her eyes as he snorted in disbelief. “Great, one thing in a list of hundreds that I don’t have to worry about. Alex isn’t doing it with dudes. Thanks for helping me look on the bright side.”
“I’m a silver-lining kinda girl.”
The sarcasm was so heavy in Holly’s voice Alex was shocked Will didn’t notice, though he was still pretty preoccupied. This was starting to be an annoying habit of Will’s—eye fucking Holly. It was made all the worse by Holly being oblivious to it, which was sort of amazing because it was blatant.
“You want me to take a picture?” Alex finally asked his brother with a scowl.
Will straightened and looked away from Holly, the guilt flashing on his handsome face for one brief moment before he cleared his throat. “I got class.”
“Have fun.” Holly grabbed a piece of toast off the plate. “Learn lots.”
“Don’t eat that.” Will actually leaped across the kitchen to knock the bread out of her grasp as if saving her from something toxic. “He licked it.”
Holly held up her hands and then gave Alex a look. “Why do you have to fuck with him like that?”
“I’m the bad guy now? He needs to lighten up.”
“Doing shit like that doesn’t lighten him up, it freaks him out. It makes him worse. He doesn’t need anything else to make him more uptight. I think it’s starting to become a medical condition.”
“I’m still here,” Will reminded them.
Holly turned to Will and took a bite of the tainted toast as if the entire licking conversation had never happened. “I thought you had class.”
“It’s like you two are in your own wonder world.” Will stood there staring at them with his jaw hanging open. Then he shook his head and walked out of the kitchen.
Holly rolled her eyes and took another bite of toast. “He needs to get laid in the worst way.”
“I wouldn’t be offering up that suggestion. You could end up very surprised by the response you get from him.”
She frowned. “What’d you mean?”
“I can hear you!” Will called from the living room.
Alex grabbed the toast from Holly to put it on the plate. Then he served up a portion of the huge omelet and handed the plate back to her.
Holly looked at her breakfast. “No garnish?”
“Fuck you.” Alex laughed at her sarcasm.
“What’s got you jumpy?” Holly asked as she sat down at the kitchen table. “You only cook like this when you’re anxious.”
Alex turned back to the stove and dished himself up a plate as he listened to Will walk around the house, gathering up the stuff he needed for school and then work afterward. Alex moved slowly, using the excuse of doctoring Holly’s coffee and putting the pans in the sink to avoid answering her question.
“Leaving,” his brother finally shouted from the living room. “I’ll be back late.”
“Bye,” Holly called back, her eyes on Alex. Not two seconds after the front door clicked shut, she asked, “What’s going on?”
“Nothing.” Alex put her coffee in front of her like a peace offering. “I hope it’s nothing. It better be nothing, ’cause I dunno what I’m gonna do if it is something.”
“What’re you talking about?” Holly frowned at him as he sat across from her. “You’re making no sense, and
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