CORBIN
I waited until the water turned on after ushering Hazel into the bathroom and finding her a towel. We needed to get out of his house, but I had a bone to pick with my brother.
He’d found himself a comfortable spot on the couch when I returned to the living room. "You’re such an asshole. What were you trying to do?" I asked before I fully cleared into the room.
Did he want to scare her away? Steal her for himself?
I’d been pissed at my brother plenty of times in life but never this mad. This rose to seething anger. We hadn’t fought in years. Not since grade school when my mother showed up to parent day, and we both were rolling around on the gymnasium floor arguing over who got to sit beside her. She ended up sitting between us as she’d planned to do all along.