Into the Tide (Cottonwood Cove #1)(53)

I think Hugh’s next restaurant should be named Paintings and Penises. I’d totally go there.





Georgia



I see the moral police is out in force today. Thanks, big brother. Brinks, I am totally here for the restaurant name, but let’s lose the painting part. I like the idea of it just being called PENISES! And where is Hugh, anyway?





Finn



Probably having his gourmet breakfast served to him by Lila. The dude has found a way to get freaking meals included in her living in the casita. I don’t see Georgia doing this after she moves in.





Georgia



You’d be correct unless he wants ramen noodles or gummy bears for breakfast. Lila’s coming to the wedding as Hugh’s plus one, and I couldn’t be happier about it. Dikota also isn’t looking forward to coming or meeting you guys.





Cage



What is with all the weird spellings of names with the guys you two date? I mean, he must have received endless dick jokes his entire life. What were his parents thinking? And why the fuck isn’t he looking forward to meeting us?





Georgia



Gee. I wonder why?





Brinkley



I’m glad Lila’s coming as Hugh’s plus one so we won’t have to deal with him freaking out that some woman thinks he’s going to want to walk down the aisle. #commitmentphobe





You assholes don’t miss a beat. I’m sorry that I don’t jump into relationships as quickly as you two, Brinks and Georgie. I’d never date anyone who wasn’t excited to be around our family. We’re the fucking best. So, tell those dudes to fuck off.





Finn



Fuck, yeah. The voice of reason is here. Welcome, brother.





Cage



Agreed. What the fuck is their problem with us? I’m offended, but seeing as the last guy Georgie brought home was a vegan mute, DICKOSAURUS is an upgrade.





They purposely spelled their names wrong just to fuck with them. Because we were Reynolds, and that was just what we did.

Georgia



HE WAS MAKING A STATEMENT ABOUT THE WORLD BEING A SHITSHOW!





Finn



By not speaking? I don’t think people heard the message, Georgie. Glad you kicked that dude’s ass to the curb. I don’t trust a person who chooses not to speak.





Cage



Or eat a goddamn steak.





Or wears a pinky ring.





Georgia



Okay, okay, I get it. But Dikota is different, I promise. My nude just showed up, and oh my. <fire emoji> <eyes bulging emoji>





Brinkley



Stop being so judgy. I liked the vegan mute. What was his name?





Georgia



His name was Legend.





Yet he’s barely memorable? Tough name for a vegan mute. Don’t be staring at penises too long, Georgie. Diktok might get jealous.





Georgia



<Eye roll emoji>





Brinkley



I have to get back to work. Thanks for the riveting conversation. And none of you answered my question. Love you.





I was still laughing. My siblings were the best people I knew. Even when they drove me crazy, I loved the hell out of them. Everyone finally responded to Brink’s question, and we were all heading to the hotel on Friday, which was close to Wolf’s parents’ home, where they were getting married.

Danielle and Kline were going to be in charge of Reynolds’, and my manager at the other bar, Marcy Stevens, would be overseeing things at Garrity’s and Burgers and Brews for me while I was gone. I wasn’t anxious about leaving because I wouldn’t miss this wedding for the world.

“Hey,” Lila said, standing in the doorway, holding a plate. “I missed you this morning and thought you might be hungry. I brought you some banana pancakes and bacon.”

My dick twitched at the sight of her in the white sundress with skinny straps on her tan shoulders. I could see myself pushing those straps down and kissing my way down her neck to her perfect tits that I ached to touch.

To taste.

Fuck me.

This was why I was staying away.

Every fucking time I saw her, this was what happened.

“That sounds great. Thank you.”

She stepped in and set the plate down, along with a napkin and some utensils before dropping to sit in the chair across from me. “Are you avoiding me?”

I could hear the hurt in her voice. I was avoiding her because we needed some distance. I was doing it for her.

For Travis.

I pulled the foil from the plate and looked up at her. “Yeah. I am.”

Her gaze narrowed. “Well, at least you’re honest.”

“You know I’ll never lie to you. And I’m doing it for you, so don’t look so hurt.”