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exactly what would have been their fate if they’d made it past San Francisco
the week before. They wouldn’t have stood a chance in hell. Green Bay was out
to prove something, fuck whoever got in their way.
    He
found a never ending tub of long necks and a spot in the corner to nurse a
serious bad attitude. Bo and Levi both circled him like a couple of vultures,
trying to prod him out of his bad mood. Or peck him to death. Did the two of
them get some kind of mothering instincts just because they were the women in
their relationships? Levi, with his drag queen bottom boy personality, was a
given. But Bo, of course Bo played the girl role, that’s why he never cut his
damned hair.
    After
giving up on Will and leaving him alone through half time, Levi left his giant
of a boyfriend during the third quarter to welcome his brother. Will had hoped
not to have to deal with Jude Brody today. He never even thought that Jude
might show up here. But there he was, standing in the kitchen drinking a beer
with Levi. His eyes sparkling with laughter, and those lips… Jesus, when the
man smiled, his whole face lit up. Levi stepped close to him and draped his
arms over his brother’s shoulders. They stood forehead to forehead laughing
about something that had Will gripping his fifth beer tight enough to kill it.
    “You
look ready to explode, Slayer,” Bo said as he fell onto the seat beside him
jostling the beer Will was just about to drink from.
    “Fuck
off, Murphy.” Will wiped away the miniscule drops of beer and growled at his
teammate. He wasn’t in the mood to talk about his mood.
    Bo
ignored him, pointing off in the direction of the kitchen. “They are going to
go all the way, you know that, right? We didn’t stand a chance.”
    All
Will could see was Levi wrapped around Jude like one of his feather boas as he
all but pushed his brother into a dance that made Jude look like the Scarecrow
from the Wizard of OZ —all arms and
legs, all goofy. Who was going to go all the way? Levi and Jude? What the hell
was Bo talking about?
    “But
you’re not watching the game at all. You’re watching Levi. He’s a damned good
dancer.” Bo followed his line of vision into the kitchen where Levi was trying
to get Jude to twirl, but Jude wasn’t cooperating. Jude never cooperates .
    “They
are seriously hot together,” a female voice behind them chimed in. Apparently
she’d tuned into the same show Will had.
    “They’re
brothers. That’s a bit sick don’t you think?” Will growled without looking to
see whose wife he’d just offended.
    “They are hot together. All that pent up
brotherly love. Makes you wonder what it was like when they were younger and
Levi was wild.” Bo winked up at the woman as if he were apologizing for Will’s
behavior somehow. Will hated when people did that. He had nothing to apologize
for.
    “Levi
is still wild, what the hell are you talking about?” Tracy joined them on the
sofa and followed their gazes into the kitchen. “Wow, hell must be frozen over,
Jude hasn’t killed him yet.”
    “Worse
than that, he’s smiling and playing along,” Bo said to Tracy on the other side
of Will. “Must have been some talk they had this afternoon.”
    “Looks
like Jude finally got laid. Someone needed to get that bitch off his mind. I
hear things in town. He’s been mean ever since she ran off with that Brave’s
pitcher. After he built that ugly ass
house for her.” Tracy propped his feet up on the table beside Will’s. Bo did
the same on the other side. “Dylan’s leg is bothering him.” It wasn’t a
question. Will found the lanky Marine doing what he usually did in a crowd,
pacing the perimeter. Sometimes he wondered if the dude was one grenade shy of
taking them all out.
    “It’s
swelling, he doesn’t like to sit when it swells. And crowds make him jumpy.
He’s getting better. We couldn’t have done this at the beginning of the
season,” Bo answered as if Will wasn’t sitting between