by Sabre Rose
“Who’s Jake?” I asked, noting the wide grin that had spread across Gabe’s face.
He looked at me, his expression showing confusion, then said, “I forgot I hadn’t told you much about them. Jake’s the youngest of my half-brothers. He joined the army and was sent overseas nearly six years ago. He’s only been home once since, for Clark’s funeral.” A brief wave of sadness crossed Gabe’s features. “But he’s coming home tomorrow. My other brother, Tyler, is picking him up from the airport tonight and they are driving to the family holiday home tomorrow. Dad wants me there to see him.” Gabe directed his attention to me. “Now that I’ve met your family, will you meet mine?”
“Well,” I said placing my coffee cup on the table, suddenly feeling a little flustered. Introducing Gabe to my family was one thing. Being introduced to his was another. “After the delightful encounter you’ve had with my family, how could I say no?”
Gabe laughed. “It hasn’t been all that bad.”
“Oh, really? Remind me of the good parts?”
Reaching across the table, Gabe took my hand in his, brushing his lips across my knuckles. “Well, I did have a rather nice wake-up call this morning.”
Madison’s eyebrows shot skywards and Alistair cleared his throat. “Perhaps we should head home. You guys will want to get on the road if you’re to be there to meet your brother tomorrow.”
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