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“Flipping through the channels like a lunatic.” He wrestles the remote from my hand and turns the TV off. “Enough.”
“No! Dammit.” My heart races. My fingers drum faster on the armrest. “No. Give it back.”
“Will you stop with this OCD bullshit? Stop doing that. Stop… fidgeting.”
I swallow hard. “Right. Let’s just stop the bullshit.”
He thinks it’s so easy, he thinks I can control it. Okay, I thought I was doing much better these days. But it’s not true. Not anymore. Not judging by the present situation.
“Is this about meeting the Ulfrig Pack?” Eric asks.
I shrug. Tap some more. With an effort, I pull my hand into my lap. “Maybe.”
“They are a good pack,” he says.
“Are they?”
“Not all packs are evil. Just because your friend Casey was sold to assholes doesn’t mean all packs are like that.”
“I know that,” I snap. “I just don’t know this… Ulfrig Pack. Never met them, never heard of them.”
“Nobody is going to hold a gun to your head to make you stay with them.”
“Are you sure about that? Our parents sure seem to have their finger on the trigger, holding my loan over my head.”
“Sawyer…” He sits down beside me, shaking the entire sofa as his huge frame lands with a thump. “Come on. I won’t let them force you into anything.”
I narrow my eyes at him. “That’s not the tune you were singing last time you were here. You said I shouldn’t live alone, that I should find a pack.”
“Yes, and I stand by that. But if you hate them, then no, you shouldn’t be with them. I should be the one choosing a pack for you, not our parents.”
A growl rises in my throat. “Kindly fuck off, Eric.”
“But—”
“Get out!”
“Oh, come on! Why?”
The funny thing is, he can’t even see the issue with the things he blurts out.
“Because I need to get ready. I’m meeting this pack tonight and I need to freshen up. That good enough for you, or will you stay to hold my hand?”
He sighs. And goes, as bidden.
Leaving me alone with my crazy thoughts once more.
Yeah, I kicked my brother out the same way I kicked the McGraw Pack out. It’s getting to be the theme of the week.
Kick some ass.
Take some names.
It makes me sound badass instead of annoyed and flustered.
Truth is, with all the goddamn ticks and rituals heaping over me as my stress increases, I will need the rest of the day to get ready. That much is true. OCD sucks.
But I still don’t feel ready when I climb out of the cab and look up at the house.
