Chapter 10

“I’ll get it after.” Jordan moaned a little as the sweet and tangy flavor burst over his tongue. He piled his pulled pork onto a bun, and it took him only four bites to devour it. He licked some of the sauce from his fingers and then picked up his fork and started on his mashed potatoes.

John glanced at him as they ate together in silence. Jordan knew he was curious about what had happened at Shaw’s, but Jordan would wait until he asked, partly because he was hungry and just wanted to eat. But there was another part of him that really just liked making his brother crazy, and Jordan not sharing would get under John’s skin. When John had just about cleared his plate, he started to fidget, and Jordan hid a smirk, knowing John was about to break.

John let out a huge sigh and then leaned back in his chair and fixed Jordan with a stare. “Well?”

“Well what?”

John scowled. “How’d it go?”

“Fine.”

A growl and then a small laugh. “You ass. Tell me how it went.”