job of putting together. She’d made arrangements for caterers and the band and the booze and those outside heater things, and there was even someone coming to move furniture and bring in tables and a dance floor.
Whatever. He was kind of oblivious to it all because he had his work to do, but on the nights they were together she’d discuss it with him. He had to admit he liked the end of the day rehash they always did when she stayed over.
He was toying with the idea of asking her to stay at his place when he had to be out of town, though he couldn’t yet figure out how to make that work.
Why would she need to be at his place when he wasn’t there? It wasn’t like he had a dog that needed watching or anything.
Maybe he should get a dog.
“Brody. Brody!”
He snapped to attention at Wyatt’s sharp tone, realizing he’d been so deep in thought he hadn’t even realized his brother had been talking. “What?”
Wyatt rolled his eyes. “Were you even listening?”
“Uh...no. What were you saying?”
“I’ve just spent the better part of ten minutes going over inventory for the jobsites. Where were you?”
Brody dragged his fingers through his hair and stood, pacing the office conference room. “I don’t know. Somewhere else. Sorry.”
“Is it a job, or is it something else on your mind?”
“Oh. A job.”
“Okay.” Wyatt closed his laptop. “Let’s talk about it. Which job is giving you hell? We’ll talk about it and fix it.”
Shit. Every single job he managed was going smoothly right now. He couldn’t manufacture a problem if he tried. “Okay, it’s not a job.”
“Then it’s Tori. Did you fuck something up?”
He rolled his eyes. “No, I didn’t fuck anything up. Things are fine.”
“Then what’s got your head so far up your ass that you daydreamed away ten minutes of our conversation?”
He shot Wyatt a smirk. “Maybe you’re boring.”
“Screw you. Inventory might be boring, but I am never boring. Just ask my wife.”
“No, thanks. I’d rather not hear the gory details of your sex life.”
“Man, you’re missing out. They’re epic. Okay, then tell me about yours.”
“Perv. I’m not telling you anything about mine.”
“Not your sex life. Tell me what’s going on with you and Tori.”
“Nothing. We’re dating. Things are going fine.”
Wyatt cocked a brow. “Now that’s boring. Calliope and I are more exciting than that, and we’re married.”
“Correction. You’re newly married. You should still be exciting. If you’re not still rocking her world every night, then she should trade you in for a newer model.”
“Again...screw you. And you’re changing the subject so you don’t have to talk about you and Tori.”
“Noticed that, did you? And still, you’re not grabbing a clue. See, I always knew you were a moron.”
“So is it getting serious?”
“What is it with my family and Tori? If I was having a relationship with Rita Melner of Hair Raising’s salon, no one would say boo to me about it. But since it’s Tori, everyone has to be all up in my business about it.”
“That’s true,” Ethan said as he walked into the conference room and shut the door. “But you’re not dating Rita Melner. Zack Dorman is.”
“Our foreman on the upcoming supermarket job?” Brody asked.
“Yeah.” Ethan set his laptop down. “Riley told me when she went to get a pedicure yesterday that Rita’s been seeing Zack for about a month now.”
“Huh,” Wyatt said. “Interesting. But not as interesting as Brody and Tori.”
Dammit. He was so sure they’d start gossiping about Rita and Zack and he’d be off the hook.
“There’s nothing interesting going on with the two of us. We’re dating. Subject’s closed.”
“And things are going well I assume?” Ethan asked.
“Why? Did Mom ask for a report?”
Ethan snorted. “No. I just care about Tori.”
Brody rolled his eyes. “I’m not going to talk to the two of you about Tori. Not now,
Whatever. He was kind of oblivious to it all because he had his work to do, but on the nights they were together she’d discuss it with him. He had to admit he liked the end of the day rehash they always did when she stayed over.
He was toying with the idea of asking her to stay at his place when he had to be out of town, though he couldn’t yet figure out how to make that work.
Why would she need to be at his place when he wasn’t there? It wasn’t like he had a dog that needed watching or anything.
Maybe he should get a dog.
“Brody. Brody!”
He snapped to attention at Wyatt’s sharp tone, realizing he’d been so deep in thought he hadn’t even realized his brother had been talking. “What?”
Wyatt rolled his eyes. “Were you even listening?”
“Uh...no. What were you saying?”
“I’ve just spent the better part of ten minutes going over inventory for the jobsites. Where were you?”
Brody dragged his fingers through his hair and stood, pacing the office conference room. “I don’t know. Somewhere else. Sorry.”
“Is it a job, or is it something else on your mind?”
“Oh. A job.”
“Okay.” Wyatt closed his laptop. “Let’s talk about it. Which job is giving you hell? We’ll talk about it and fix it.”
Shit. Every single job he managed was going smoothly right now. He couldn’t manufacture a problem if he tried. “Okay, it’s not a job.”
“Then it’s Tori. Did you fuck something up?”
He rolled his eyes. “No, I didn’t fuck anything up. Things are fine.”
“Then what’s got your head so far up your ass that you daydreamed away ten minutes of our conversation?”
He shot Wyatt a smirk. “Maybe you’re boring.”
“Screw you. Inventory might be boring, but I am never boring. Just ask my wife.”
“No, thanks. I’d rather not hear the gory details of your sex life.”
“Man, you’re missing out. They’re epic. Okay, then tell me about yours.”
“Perv. I’m not telling you anything about mine.”
“Not your sex life. Tell me what’s going on with you and Tori.”
“Nothing. We’re dating. Things are going fine.”
Wyatt cocked a brow. “Now that’s boring. Calliope and I are more exciting than that, and we’re married.”
“Correction. You’re newly married. You should still be exciting. If you’re not still rocking her world every night, then she should trade you in for a newer model.”
“Again...screw you. And you’re changing the subject so you don’t have to talk about you and Tori.”
“Noticed that, did you? And still, you’re not grabbing a clue. See, I always knew you were a moron.”
“So is it getting serious?”
“What is it with my family and Tori? If I was having a relationship with Rita Melner of Hair Raising’s salon, no one would say boo to me about it. But since it’s Tori, everyone has to be all up in my business about it.”
“That’s true,” Ethan said as he walked into the conference room and shut the door. “But you’re not dating Rita Melner. Zack Dorman is.”
“Our foreman on the upcoming supermarket job?” Brody asked.
“Yeah.” Ethan set his laptop down. “Riley told me when she went to get a pedicure yesterday that Rita’s been seeing Zack for about a month now.”
“Huh,” Wyatt said. “Interesting. But not as interesting as Brody and Tori.”
Dammit. He was so sure they’d start gossiping about Rita and Zack and he’d be off the hook.
“There’s nothing interesting going on with the two of us. We’re dating. Subject’s closed.”
“And things are going well I assume?” Ethan asked.
“Why? Did Mom ask for a report?”
Ethan snorted. “No. I just care about Tori.”
Brody rolled his eyes. “I’m not going to talk to the two of you about Tori. Not now,
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