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made Dylan narrow her eyes into tiny little slits. “Bryan and I have been talking since we met in New Orleans.”
    “Talking? Why?” Dylan took a step toward me.
    I shrugged. “I don’t know. We just hit it off when we met and we’ve kept in touch.”
    Dylan looked between us. “Kept in touch? So, like, you guys text every once in a while or something?”
    I was hoping Bryan would jump in at that point, but instead she picked up her wine again. I gave her hair a quick tug. “We text all the time, and not a day goes by that we don’t talk on the phone. We’ve become friends.”
    “So you didn’t come here to see me?” Dylan stole the glass of wine out of Bryan’s hand before she could busy herself with another sip and not answer her question. Smart. I should have done that two questions ago.
    Bryan shook her head. “Jacks called me this morning and told me about Landry. He asked me to come out here.”
    All at the same time Smith and Dash came upstairs and Landry, Luke, and Lexi all came downstairs. The kitchen was suddenly full of people. Smith went straight to Dylan and pulled her in for a kiss, which was when he noticed Bryan. “Hey! I didn’t know you were coming down!” He beamed at her…until he noticed my hands on her shoulders and the tension in the room. He looked at me. “Why are you touching her?”
    Dylan pointed at me with the knife she was currently using to cut a loaf of French bread. “Because Jacks and Bryan are BFFs. Didn’t you know?” The sarcasm in her voice was unmistakable. I cleared my throat and nodded toward Landry. I was fathering like a champ right now. Dylan set down the knife. “Hey, sweetheart, would you like to help Smith set the table?”
    Landry sighed and looked at me. She knew that we were once again trying to very nicely get her out of the room and away from the tension. I winked at her and she walked toward the large dining room with Smith. The silent room suddenly erupted with words. Lots and lots of words. I held up my hand. “One at a mother fu…fudging time.”
    Dash went first. “I’m confused. Bryan is here, but to see you? Not Dylan?”
    Bryan rose to stand at my side. United front. Good choice. “Of course I am happy to be able to spend time with my sister. But, yes, I came here because Jacks asked me.”
    Lexi grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge. “And Jacks asked you to come because you guys are friends?”
    I slung my arm around her shoulders. “Yes, Bryan and I are friends. We have become very close over the last month or so. When Landry showed up, I asked her to come. I needed her.”
    Dylan shot me another go-to-hell look. “You needed her? You needed my baby sister who you’ve only met in person once to help you with this huge life event?”
    “I did.” I took a deep breath, trying to maintain my calm. I wasn’t really sure how to explain what I was feeling, or how to put into words why I wanted Bryan here. “She treats me like I’m more than some dumb-ass man-whoring guitarist. Which I know is how all of you see me.”
    Bryan wrapped her arms around my waist and laid her head on my chest. I liked having her in my arms. It felt…natural. “Dylan, I wanted to tell you. But I didn’t think you would understand that we are just friends and—”
    “Why wouldn’t I understand? You think lying about it helps the situation?” Dylan continued cutting the bread, with a little more force than necessary. Obvo she was picturing my…head…on the cutting board.
    I threw my hands in the air. “Look. We didn’t want to say anything and risk you guys freaking out over nothing.”
    Lexi cleared her throat. “If no one else is going to ask, I sure as hell will. Are you guys fu…fudging?”
    I snorted with laughter; I couldn’t help it. I wasn’t shocked that it was Lexi who had the balls to ask. It was always Lexi. “No. We are not fudging.”
    Bryan added, “I have a boyfriend.”
    I rolled my eyes. “You’re dumping him and we