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Chapter Eight

Dani

I slide the glass door open and carry two glasses of ice water outside where Chad’s waiting. He’s so damn tall, always has been. Even though he’s younger than me, he surpassed me in height when he was only twelve years old and from then on, he just continued to grow and grow. We don’t really look alike, especially because he’s clean cut and I’m anything but, so most people usually don’t take us for siblings.

When I step onto the patio, he turns and grabs the glass of water. “Thanks, sis.”

“You’re welcome.” I take a seat at the patio table and he sits across from me. “So, when are you going to let me give you a tattoo?” Like Hunter, my brother is deathly terrified of needles.

He leans back in his chair and laughs, brushing his finger under his nose. “I think that’s probably going to be a while.”

“How is it you’re not afraid of any of those men on the field, but you’re afraid of a tiny needle?”

“Because when I’m out on the field, I’m protected by my boys.”

“Right, the brotherhood.”

“Something like that.” He sighs. “Listen, I know you have your reservations about me signing with Kiss.”

“That’s an understatement.”

“Well, I just want you to know, I trust you. So if you don’t trust Hunter…”

“What? You’re just going to leave your future in my hands?” I say it with a smile, but to my surprise, he just shrugs.

“Like I said, I trust you, Dani. More than anyone. This is the opportunity of a lifetime, but if you think it’s somehow wrong…” He leans back in his chair and crosses his arms over each other. “If you think it’s the wrong road to travel, then maybe you’re right.”

“Are you serious?”

When he nods, I struggle with joy. I can sway him to make a safer choice. But then again, I’ve always known that. Chad and I have always been close. He’s relied on me. I've always been the one there for him, practically raising him at times. And usually, I’m perfectly fine with that. But now I’m torn, and that makes me feel insecure about whether I’m making decisions that are best for Chad or best for me.

I comb one hand through my hair. “Chad,” I say and pinch nervously at the bridge of my nose. “I think we should set up an official meeting with you and Hunter.”

He frowns. “Really?”

“Yes. I think it would be the best thing to do. And after you guys have your meeting, we will discuss it in more detail.” I force a smile, but I’m nervous as hell. Nervous that no matter how good everything might seem, it could easily fall apart without notice. “And if you trust Hunter, and decide that this is what you want, then…” I close my eyes and nod. “It’s your decision to make, is what I’m trying to say, and I’ll support whatever that decision is.”

Chad swallows hard even as a mixture of hope and excitement overcome his expression. “You really are the best sister I could have ever asked for.”

“I know,” I smirk.

“Whatever, right?”

“Huh?”

“You said you’d support whatever my decision is,” he points out with a sly grin and I know he’s cruising toward trouble.

“Right,” I nod.

“Even if that decision is dropping out of school, not signing the contract, and then settling on an alternate life as a male stripper in Vegas?”

“Chad? Shut up.”

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