Kelley sat from across his brother with an impish grin, fingers drumming against the table as he nudged his foot with his own. Pissing off his brother was almost sexual by now that he didn’t think any of it any more than he would have scratching his ass in front of him. For all his faults, he was the only one who ever came close to knowing what he was thinking. “I’ve got an idea,” he started, pulling his foot back to cross one leg over the other and laying further down into his seat. “Something we’ll both enjoy. Want to hear it?”










