fuck are you up to?”
Joel looked past the crude words and at the actual concern on his brother’s face. “Vicki’s okay. She’s not like her family, at least not as far as I can tell.”
“If the date didn’t end with her asking you for some cash, I’d say yeah, she is different.” Jesse blinked hard. “I’m still too damn drunk to find a way to say this other than straight out. The Hansol family is known for using sex to get what they want. You really thought about this?”
“Yeah.” It was all he was willing to share.
“Use a goddamn condom. And bring them with you. Don’t use one of hers.”
Joel froze for a second. “What the hell are you… Oh fuck. You’re not suggesting she’s going to get knocked up or something?”
“I’m saying I hope the girl is different, and you’re not usually an idiot, so fuck around with her if you want, but don’t take any chances.” Jesse’s glassy eyes had finally focused; concern chasing more of the liquor from his system.
“You’re such a bastard.”
“Takes one to know one.”
They glared at each other until Joel gave in.
Jesse’s snide but real concern forced Joel to stop and consider. It wouldn’t be the first time a girl had gotten herself out of a bad place by accidentally getting pregnant. But fuck …
Even having to think about it made him crazy, and guilty, because now he was judging her just like everyone else. Definitely showed him, though, part of what Vicki put up with every damn day.
He gave in a little. “I’ll be careful. But in the meantime, you’ll be polite. I think she’s different, and you’re not going to come on to her, or offer to fool around with us, or…”
“Stop it.” Jesse rose to his feet. “You already gave me hell for butting in on your party a couple months ago with what’s her name…Sue. I was a shit, okay? I didn’t think you meant it, but you don’t have to hit me over the goddamn head anymore. Even if you think Vicki is different, I don’t want to be sticking my dick in some girl that half the town’s already had.” Jesse walked to the fridge and poured himself a big glass of orange juice, downing half of it before turning back. “You want some?”
Joel shook his head. Having this discussion with Jesse while his brother was hungover meant he wasn’t sure if Jesse was trying hard to be extra rude or simply acting his normal self.
The snarky asshole with attitude wasn’t a side of his twin Joel liked very much.
“Tell me, who have you heard boasting they made it with Vicki? Because I know talk is hot and heavy about her sister—”
“—and her mom.” Jesse made a face. “God. Why does that seem even worse than her sister being fast? You really going to go out with her?”
“I’m seeing Vicki, not her mom. Answer the damn question.”
Jesse returned to the couch. “Honestly, the only person I remember talking about doing Vicki was back in high school.”
“Eric Tell, right?”
“Right.” Jesse grinned. “Hate that asshole, but still. And didn’t she break his arm at one point, or something majorly fucked up?”
“I can’t remember the details. Jaxi might know. She knows all that gossip.”
“Other than that, you’re right. I haven’t heard anyone boasting or complaining about Vicki.” Jesse examined his glass of juice, holding it up to the light. “Maybe you aren’t as stupid as I thought.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence.” Enough of this. Joel was ready to move on. “I told Dad, I’ll tell you. I think she’s nice.”
Jesse snorted in disbelief. “You already talked to Dad about her? Wow, you are moving fast. I was only gone for two nights.”
Joel cleared his throat. “He caught us necking in the barn today.”
“Ha.” Jesse put his empty glass on the coffee table before collapsing. “Damn, I need a nap.” He cracked one eye open for a second. “If you’re done all your true confessions, and shit.”
“Fuck off.”
“Love you too,
Joel looked past the crude words and at the actual concern on his brother’s face. “Vicki’s okay. She’s not like her family, at least not as far as I can tell.”
“If the date didn’t end with her asking you for some cash, I’d say yeah, she is different.” Jesse blinked hard. “I’m still too damn drunk to find a way to say this other than straight out. The Hansol family is known for using sex to get what they want. You really thought about this?”
“Yeah.” It was all he was willing to share.
“Use a goddamn condom. And bring them with you. Don’t use one of hers.”
Joel froze for a second. “What the hell are you… Oh fuck. You’re not suggesting she’s going to get knocked up or something?”
“I’m saying I hope the girl is different, and you’re not usually an idiot, so fuck around with her if you want, but don’t take any chances.” Jesse’s glassy eyes had finally focused; concern chasing more of the liquor from his system.
“You’re such a bastard.”
“Takes one to know one.”
They glared at each other until Joel gave in.
Jesse’s snide but real concern forced Joel to stop and consider. It wouldn’t be the first time a girl had gotten herself out of a bad place by accidentally getting pregnant. But fuck …
Even having to think about it made him crazy, and guilty, because now he was judging her just like everyone else. Definitely showed him, though, part of what Vicki put up with every damn day.
He gave in a little. “I’ll be careful. But in the meantime, you’ll be polite. I think she’s different, and you’re not going to come on to her, or offer to fool around with us, or…”
“Stop it.” Jesse rose to his feet. “You already gave me hell for butting in on your party a couple months ago with what’s her name…Sue. I was a shit, okay? I didn’t think you meant it, but you don’t have to hit me over the goddamn head anymore. Even if you think Vicki is different, I don’t want to be sticking my dick in some girl that half the town’s already had.” Jesse walked to the fridge and poured himself a big glass of orange juice, downing half of it before turning back. “You want some?”
Joel shook his head. Having this discussion with Jesse while his brother was hungover meant he wasn’t sure if Jesse was trying hard to be extra rude or simply acting his normal self.
The snarky asshole with attitude wasn’t a side of his twin Joel liked very much.
“Tell me, who have you heard boasting they made it with Vicki? Because I know talk is hot and heavy about her sister—”
“—and her mom.” Jesse made a face. “God. Why does that seem even worse than her sister being fast? You really going to go out with her?”
“I’m seeing Vicki, not her mom. Answer the damn question.”
Jesse returned to the couch. “Honestly, the only person I remember talking about doing Vicki was back in high school.”
“Eric Tell, right?”
“Right.” Jesse grinned. “Hate that asshole, but still. And didn’t she break his arm at one point, or something majorly fucked up?”
“I can’t remember the details. Jaxi might know. She knows all that gossip.”
“Other than that, you’re right. I haven’t heard anyone boasting or complaining about Vicki.” Jesse examined his glass of juice, holding it up to the light. “Maybe you aren’t as stupid as I thought.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence.” Enough of this. Joel was ready to move on. “I told Dad, I’ll tell you. I think she’s nice.”
Jesse snorted in disbelief. “You already talked to Dad about her? Wow, you are moving fast. I was only gone for two nights.”
Joel cleared his throat. “He caught us necking in the barn today.”
“Ha.” Jesse put his empty glass on the coffee table before collapsing. “Damn, I need a nap.” He cracked one eye open for a second. “If you’re done all your true confessions, and shit.”
“Fuck off.”
“Love you too,
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