This was getting way too close to home, literally. Now his hot birthday f**k was stationed in his own zip code. He didn't know whether to agree with his happy c**k about that or his worried brain.
Steven sighed happily. "You're the best, man," he said. "I'll ask Holly to come over too with more art and stuff."
"That would be great, actually," Ace said. "It would help to have more to work with."
"And Paul, you'll help out again, right?" Steven said, his voice rising in pitch along with his hope.
Now it was Paul's turn to hedge. "I don't know, bro," he said. "I sometimes have Saturday appointments."
"Can you reschedule? I could really use more muscle on this," Steven pleaded.
Paul clenched his jaw against the conflict roaring within him. The big brother knew that of course he should he
