Dirty Neighbor(22)

“I buy food I can eat.”

“You’ve spent every evening around at Elisha’s, and you always come home satisfied. I’ve heard the two of you in the garden, eating. I bet she’s a damn good cook.”

Elisha happened to be a fantastic cook, but he wasn’t about to tell Sean that. The moment he was alone with his sexy little neighbor, he wanted to do naughty things to her. Even now, standing in the supermarket, he was desperate for her. He was going to see her tonight. They had an agreement. He scratched her itch, and she did the same for his, and he had a big itch.

“Even Kasey has been calling,” Sean said.

“Kasey?”

“Yeah, she apologized, and said that she wanted to make it up to you. Once you didn’t answer, she went into more description about what she wanted to do to you. After you didn’t respond, she started insulting you, and then Elisha, and once I heard the filth coming out of her mouth, I told her where she could take her skanky ass, and what she could do with it,” Sean said.

“What did she call Elisha?” Brant asked, getting angry.

“You don’t want to know.”

“Tell me.”

Sean sighed. “Fat, ugly, all that evil shit that mean bitches seemed to like calling each other. I don’t get why they do it. It’s fucking sick. They’re supposed to be on each other’s side, and yet they are so not.”

Brant gritted his teeth. “She hasn’t stopped by the studio. I didn’t even know she’d called.”

“I hope we don’t have a bunny boiler on our hands.”

“Kasey shouldn’t be a problem.”

“I don’t know. When did a fuck start calling you back?” Sean asked.

Brant couldn’t argue. For the rest of the trip around the supermarket, Sean didn’t say anything else about Kasey. His little brother was too busy arguing about what actually went into the shopping basket.

Brant wasn’t the best cook, so he tended to buy things already pre-made, which had Sean complaining. Brant wasn’t a cook, would never be a cook, and if Sean wanted a woman to cook for him, he should go back to their parents.

“Why haven’t you invited Elisha around to our place?” Sean asked.

“Our place? No, it’s my place that you’re invading. When will you be leaving?”

“I’m on summer vacation. What’s the problem?”

“The problem is I don’t want my little brother around when I’m with my woman.”

“Seriously? You’ve got an issue fucking a woman. You’ve never had a problem before.”

Brant finished paying for their food and followed his brother outside. “Elisha is not like other women.”

“She’s got a pussy, hasn’t she?” Sean asked.

“Watch your mouth.” Brant snapped the words out. He didn’t want her disrespected. Fucking hell, what was wrong with him? Whenever Sean had bad-mouthed Kasey, he’d never cared, and yet one bad word against Elisha, and he was angry.

“Wow, she is different if you’re going a little crazy at me being my usual charming self.”

Brant placed his groceries in the trunk of his car. “I don’t think it’s funny.”

Sean tilted his head to the side, and all signs of joking around disappeared. “Maybe you need to find out why you’re so protective of her.”

“What?”

“No woman has ever left you wanting to be her knight in shining armor, and yet, Elisha, a woman you barely know, has you being protective of her. Be careful, big brother. Your heart may not be as cold as you think.”

Brant didn’t believe his heart was cold, not by a long shot. Elisha had gotten underneath his skin, and there was no getting away from it. The finished shopping in silence, and he climbed behind the wheel.

“I’m heading out tonight if you want to invite Elisha ‘round for drinks or something.”

“You’re staying out?”

“Maybe. I’m feeling lucky.”

“Be careful when you’re out,” Brant said, concerned for his brother.

“I can hold my own, and I don’t intend to upset anyone, or get in any fights. I don’t believe in fighting for a pussy.”

Shaking his head, Brant turned on the radio, and listened to the latest tunes that were blasting out. He passed Elisha’s house, and saw that she was still gone. Damn, he didn’t like the fact that he missed her. It was wrong of him to miss her as they didn’t have a relationship; they had sex.

They packed away the food, and he once again had a full fridge and freezer. Once that was done, he mowed the lawn, and made his way inside for a shower just as Sean was leaving. He made his brother promise to call him in case he was in any kind of incident. Brant loved his brother, and if anything was to happen to him, he’d never forgive himself.