JAMES
“Nathaniel, stop it,” I jump to my feet and stagger over the lack of one of my shoes. “I’ll not talk about s*x with you, let alone in front of someone else!”
“But, kiddo, we're in confidence,” Steve sets the tray of drinks down on the table, then puts his hands on his waist. “The three of us tell each other everything about everything.”
“Yes, but my private life won't be one of your conversational topics,” I cross my arms over my chest. I'm starting to get upset. I want to sprint to the room Nate left me here and hide under the bed.
“It's not about being a “conversational topic”, Jimmy,” my brother does the quote-unquote gesture. “I just want you to be careful when the time comes.” he pauses. “In two years from now,” he says, looking at Jas out of the corner of his eyes.
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