Single Malt by Parker M. S

Author:Parker, M. S. [Parker, M. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Amazon: B094X97MSV
Goodreads: 58036139
Publisher: Belmonte Publishing
Published: 2021-05-12T07:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Six

Brody

I’d purposefully decided to stay in New York a few days after my meeting at Club Privé before leaving from here to go to my next meeting in San Antonio rather than flying home to San Ramon for just a couple days. I’d spent time with Maggie on Sunday and then had gone to a play London was in last night. Today, I planned to spend time with Carson.

He’d had meetings this morning, so I’d done a little exploring on my own. Not living in the city, I could always find something I hadn’t seen before. Googling ‘unique things to see in New York City’ always had interesting results. Today, it was the Brooklyn Superhero Supply Store and the Dead Horse Bay.

On my way from Brooklyn to Carson’s studio, I stopped at The Smith and picked up some food for both Carson and me. We might not have spent much time together since he’d moved out here, but I still knew what he liked to eat. Hell, even though I wasn’t the oldest, I’d done my fair share of babysitting growing up and could probably remember at least one thing each of my siblings craved most.

Middle kids were often overlooked, and Carson and Cory had gotten it worse than most. They’d been a little over four-years-old when our mom died. Old enough to be out of diapers and able to feed themselves regular food. Eoin and Maggie had needed more done for them.

While Da had done his best, there’d been six of us under nine-years-old, and he’d been grieving the love of his life. Alec and I had helped as much as we’d been able, but the twins had needed less than the younger ones. We’d never been neglected or abused. It had just been…difficult. For all of us.

I pushed the past out of my head and put a smile on my face before going inside. I wanted to have a good time with my brother and reminiscing about that time in our lives wouldn’t do it. We could talk about our mother without it being a bad thing, but none of us liked to remember the time right after her death.

As I opened the door, I saw a trio of women a few feet away. I stepped back and held the door open as they passed. If I hadn’t known Carson’s approach to fashion, I might not have realized that all three were likely models because they all had completely different body types. One tall and curvy, one petite, and one of average height with wide hips and broad shoulders.

“Good morning, ladies.” I gave them my best charming smile, less because I wanted a response and more because if they learned I was Carson’s brother, I didn’t want to give them any bit negativity that could poorly reflect on him.

It didn’t matter that my little brother was almost thirty. He was still my little brother, and I protected him however I could. I just happened to do it more through deflection than intensity.

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