I liked being kissed like that.
I poured the water into the pots and left them to steep. “I don’t know where he got the reputation for being cold, Tony.” Perhaps in the same place as I did. Or perhaps his father was as devious as ours. “I’d like to follow this to its conclusion, whatever that might be. I’m not a child.”
“No, you’re not. All right, Portia. I’ll stay out of it. But if he hurts you, I’ll kill him.”
“Thank you. You’re such a good brother.” I didn’t tell him that he would have to stand in line behind me. “Here, have your tea. It’s getting late.”
Tony glanced at the clock. “You have to be at work in five hours. You’re going to be like a dish rag in the morning.”
“I’ve gone to work on less sleep and managed to do my job, haven’t I?”
“Yes, you have. You’re a Sebring after all.”
I gave him a clipped smile. “And I hope you’ll remember that.” 4