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“I swear to fuckin’ God, bro.” I looked at him as he reset his mirror—he was so fuckin’ OCD.
Literally.
Atlas had what they considered a mild form of OCD.
There were things he had to do, no matter what. It was something he’d worked hard to overcome while he was working. However, when he wasn’t working, it was like his condition made up for having to be repressed.
“I know,” Atlas said as he ran his hands over the steering wheel three times, squeezed it four, and then started the truck. He proceeded out of the parking lot before I’d even buckled my belt.
Finally.
It was fuckin’ hot.
A blistering ninety-five degrees at less than eight in the morning.
“You need to do something about that before it gets out of hand,” I said. “Stop taking her shifts. Stop fuckin’ around with her at all, preferably.”
Atlas didn’t answer, and I knew he wouldn’t.
Sage was a topic he didn’t discuss.
Ever.
He pulled out of the drive of DPD and took the wrong turn.
Instead of taking the road I knew would take us to the lake like we’d planned, he swerved left through a couple of traffic cones, and in the opposite direction.
“Where you going?” I asked my twin, even though I knew damn well where he was going.
Atlas grinned wickedly. “The bakery.”
I rolled my eyes. “Why?”
“Because.” He shrugged as he whipped into a parking spot and got out. “I can.”
I sighed and fell into step beside him. “Are we still going fishing?”
“Yes,” he answered. “But I’m peckish.”
The lying sack of shit.
I didn’t call him on it, though.
Atlas had a thing for the bakery owner, Maven Brumfield. Who just so happened to also be the sister of Scott, and the daughter of Chief Austin.
She was gorgeous, don’t get me wrong.
She was around average height, but that was the only thing average about the woman.
She was curvy—tits, ass, and hips.
She had long, blond hair that was so curly it reminded me of the American Girl dolls that my niece, Addison, loved to play with.
She had full hazel eyes rimmed with gold with the longest lashes I’d ever seen.
She truly looked like a doll given human form.
And today, when we pulled up directly outside of her bakery, she looked even better than usual.
