Chapter Five
Cayce
The spot that the realtor showed me was perfect. In my opinion, anyway, it was. I had to get the opinions of my brothers before making an offer, though. The afternoon sky was clear, the seagulls glided through the air gracefully, and I laid back in the bed of my truck, waiting for them to show up at the property.
The day was working out well so far. I’d met an interesting young woman and had gotten her number. I’d found what hopefully would become the place we’d begin building on. Yep, a pretty good day.
Roaring up the lane, Chance’s truck careened up next to mine, the radio blaring some hard rock crap he loved to listen to. I sat up, waiting for him to get out. My other two brothers weren’t far behind him, pulling up in Callan’s car together.
Hopping off the tailga
