Ethan is already out of sight, but I hear voices from the kitchen and I walk toward it. Without the music, I can hear the conversation from the living room.
“I’m sorry, bro,” Bryan is saying to someone, Ethan most probably.
“Don’t worry about it,” Ethan answers, confirming it. “I am not going to lose to you.” I can hear the amusement in his tone. I am not sure what they are talking about, even though I have an idea.
“But, please, punch Jake hard for me. Make sure he never ever looks at her like that ever again,” Ethan adds, more seriously this time, and Bryan chuckles. At least it confirmed my doubt on the subject of their conversation.
“Will do,” Bryan answers with amusement.
“To be honest, I was afraid she would go to you,” Ethan continues.
“You know I wouldn’t have let her,” Br
