Chapter 9

“Fine, but now I don’t have any shirts at all to wear. You didn’t like any of them.”

Lucas nodded. “Right, but you’re in luck, little bro. I brought you something to wear.”

“If you haven’t noticed, Lucas, you’re taller and thicker than me.”

“Thick?’ Lucas rose from the bed and went to look at himself in the mirror on Elijah’s bathroom door. “You think I’m fat? Should I hire a personal trainer?”

He sighed. “Not fat, I mean more muscular.”

“You said thick.”

“Can this be about me? What clothes did you bring?”

Lucas glared and stepped away from the mirror. “I didn’t bring you my clothes. I stopped at the store on the way over and bought stuff in yoursize.” He grabbed up a plastic bag from a department store and handed it to Elijah.

Elijah peeked inside and pulled out jeans, a navy buttoned-down long-sleeved shirt, and a leather bomber jacket. “Wasn’t this expensive?”

His brother shrugged. “Don’t worry about it.”