All Grown Up (Eden High) - Page 15

“We’re still doing two days with the option to go online, I just chose to go to get out of the house, but I can change it anytime, I guess.”

“Good, we’ll look into it just in case you decide to come back with me.” If they give her any shit, I’ll just have Track hack into their shit and fix it. “So, tell me, what else do you have planned for your birthday, anything you want to do.”

“I just want to be with you, that’s all. We can just stay in and watch a movie since most things are closed anyway.”

“Beauty and the Beast again?” She blushed, and I grinned. Half the shit in her gift bag was from the damn show because the girl is seriously in love with the shit. I’d made sure to add some things that I liked for her as well, but what’s the point of overriding her likes?

One thing I’ve learned from watching my brothers and the way they deal with their wives is that you indulge them in all their little whimsies as long as it doesn’t harm them in any way. My sisters are spoilt beyond belief, and the apartment complex is packed with shit that was just a thought or a mention by one of them. That’s all it takes for one of the guys, especially Jace and Track, who are about as whipped as a man can get, to pull out their wallets.

And now that we’ve been on lockdown, the shit’s gotten worst. I think our building alone is keeping UPS and FedEx in business. I want that, can’t wait to have it, because I’m a sap. Funny how I always call them that. How I somehow always thought I’d be different. But it took one meal where she ate my food because she decided she liked it better than hers to show me different, that I was just the same as the others.

Jace

“What’re you so happy about?”

“Oh, nothing!” I kept tapping away at the keyboard as Track dropped down in the seat next to mine.

“Oh, it’s something alright, I know that look, what’re you up to?”

“I’m just doing a bit of shopping. Do you remember those legging shits the girls went nuts for a couple of weeks ago?”

“How can I forget? We’re always threatening to burn the shits each time we see one of them in a pair. Why the fuck are you buying more?” Grumpy much?

“Oh, it’s not for them? Who was it that said we were being assholes when they went running to him complaining?”

“Oh, you devious bastard, I love it. I’ll buy her three and those half top things to match.”

“But of course.” We spent the next ten minutes choosing colors and going back and forth on the size since the shits ran from a size zero (only females would think of such a thing) to triple-X. I was way too excited about the shit storm I was about to stir up, but after dealing with the shit we have been for the last few months, any little ray of sunshine is welcomed.

“Our boy is not going to be pleased.” He had a sly grin on his face as he watched the screen. It felt like forever since we’d been this lighthearted about anything, especially him. The stuff Mancini had him working on was taking its toll, and that’s saying a lot because the shit we’ve been working on for the past year has been some of the darkest shit I’ve ever had to deal with. So this little prank on one of our own was a much-needed reprieve.

“Did you hear how he lost his shit over a pair of jeans?” I’ve been snickering over that for the last half an hour, and in fact, that’s what had led me to this idea.

“Yeah, Jared told me. I hear Belle’s routine is fucking up someone else’s life. I can’t say I feel for him, though, the way he always sides with the women against us. Now he’ll get a taste of that shit.”

Pretty soon, Shayne and Jared came in because it was about that time for us to get to work. Track has us hunting down the missing kids from the list he and Jason were working on, which was a bit different from the norm. Usually, we know where the girls are, and it’s our job to go get them out, but this time we had no idea where to even start.

“Ah damn, what’re you doing on that site?” Shayne looked over my shoulder, and I gave him the rundown. Poor Cassie’s going to end up with a closet full of these shits at this rate. “No-no-no-no-no, the shorts.” That was Jared’s contribution.

“Oh, I forgot about those. That might be too much. He’ll go ape-shit.”

The shorts in question were found by my beloved wife weeks ago. They were high on the hip with slits up both sides and had apparently been all the rage in the eighties when people were apparently out of their fucking minds. The things should not be worn outside of the bedroom as far as I’m concerned, but the women, out of boredom, no doubt, have been pushing the envelope here lately with their wardrobe.

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