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body skirts past
his vision. He closes his eyes trying to shake the nightmare. He
knows without a doubt this is what he deserves. He is forced on
most nights to relive that moment when the life seeped out of the
other man’s body. But he shudders every time, at the thought of it
being all his fault.
    He shifts from
the bed and heads for the shower. He has a meeting with his parole
officer and then he’s back to the gym with Carlo. Parker arranged
yesterday for him to drive his other car for a while, a white Ford
pick-up loaded with leather and everything else Greylan doesn’t
think a rugged truck should have. Maybe there are some differences
between him and Parker after all. Greylan sees the necessity in
things. Parker seems to need the flash. Maybe it’s just their
respective backgrounds. Although he knows very little about
Parker’s background except that he was brought up by a wealthy
family in a more lush part of Jersey. This would explain his
preferences anyway. For Trinity’s sake, he has every intention on
finding out as much as he can about the guy. Greylan shakes his
head in disappointment every time he thinks about the choices his
sister has made while he was gone.
    He climbs down
the stairs to find Trinity situated snuggly in Parker’s lap at the
kitchen table. He averts his gaze and aims for the fridge. Again,
an apartment of his own is looking like a really good idea. But
that requires an income of which he is lacking at the moment.
    When he turns
back to the table Trinity has moved to a chair beside Parker. Her
hair is piled on top of her head and her face is free of makeup as
if she just woke up. She lifts her coffee cup and smiles over the
rim, “Hey Grey, how are you?”
    Parker adds in
a teasing tone, “Yeah, how are you? Are you sore from your ass
kicking yesterday?”
    Trinity
punches him in the arm, “Parker, leave him alone. Just wait until
he trains more, you’ll be sorry you ever opened your mouth.”
    Greylan sits
across from them and picks at the plate of fruit in the center of
the table. He looks up after popping a grape into his mouth, “You
know dude, she’s right. Give me a couple of weeks.”
    Parker smirks
and stands, suddenly seeming full of misplaced energy, “I’ll take
you up on that Greylan. Carlo can set it up.”
    Greylan
fingers the fruit and looks up to see Trinity in Parker’s arms, her
face resting against his chest. Something isn’t sitting right. His
uneasiness toward Parker is normal big brother stuff but there is
something else he’s still uncomfortable with. Parker releases her
and calls back over his shoulder as he leaves the kitchen, “You two
have a great day. See you later.”
    Trinity moves
back into the chair, brings her feet up and rests her chin on her
knees. A moment passes before she states in appreciation, “Grey,
thank you for accepting all of this.”
    Greylan takes
a sip of his juice before admitting, “You know Trin, I really don’t
have much of a choice.”
    She looks away
but he assures, “Don’t get me wrong, I like the guy. He seems
genuine. I’m not happy that you picked a fighter though.”
    Her voice
pleads, “Come on Grey, you don’t always get to choose. Sometimes
love chooses you.”
    Greylan shakes
his head, “I’m not sure I agree with you. But if this is your
choice, then I will support you.”
    Her smile
brightens and she hops out of her chair tackling him in a hug. The
chair almost falls over with the force but he halts the tilt. His
laugh vibrates through the room. As much as his apprehension toward
Parker is there, he won’t mention it to Trinity; at least not until
he has a reason for it. He’s been gone a while and the men he lived
with in closed quarters, were anything but trustworthy. It may just
be his guarded way of approaching things out of habit.
    After getting
dressed, Trinity drives him to his appointment with his parole
officer. They arrive at two o’clock on the dot. A tiny receptionist
ushers them down a