“Why?”
“Because, Cal, money changes how people feel about each other.”
“I’m going to feel different about you? Shit. You got that much?”
“It looks like a lot, but…”
“Here.” Cal pulled the laptop sitting between us closer to his side. “Look.” He turned it toward me.
“Dude!” I laughed. It was a full-screen picture of him naked and erect.
“Oops. Sorry not sorry.” His grin lit up the room. “I recently sent that to Caryn.”
“Reed!” Devon came bounding down the kitchen stairs in his underwear. “When did you get here?”
“About half an hour ago.” I hid his card from Mathias under the Americana placemat, still unsure about what to do with it. “You were in the shower.” My brother smelled squeaky clean when he threw his arms around me, nearly knocking me over, chair and all.
“Your fan page hit half a million!”
“Half a million?” I looked to Cal. Numbers weren’t really Devon’s thing. Cal nodded.