Chapter 19
“I know nothing about brothers. I was an only child as are most of my people. I have friends and acquaintances, but no one who feels comfortable enough to call me on my shit except Armand, the owner of this house. You actually called me out. Armand’s husband, Sean, tries to persuade and nag, but you get right to the point, up in my face, and aren’t afraid to set me straight. You have no idea how good it makes me feel to find someone who doesn’t cow tow to me because of my position or my wealth.” Rémy opened the door to the kitchen.