Trent watched her drink for a second before taking a glass to her brother, Eric. “Thanks,” Eric said. He drained the glass in three gulps. “Shit, it’s hot.” “Yeah it is.” Trent swiped at the sweat running down his neck. “I’ll bring the pitcher out in a second. Thanks for coming over and helping us out.” Eric nodded. He wouldn’t quite look Trent in the eye. Well, Trent knew why. He’d like to assure Eric that he sure as hell wasn’t going to tell anyone about them jacking off together a few times as kids, but knew even bringing it up would freak the guy out. It’d been half their lifetimes ago, and it seemed Eric was the one hung up on it. Trent hardly ever even gave those days a thought. Trent repressed the urge to poke at Eric just to unsettle him. He wasn’t that big a dick. He just liked to tease some people. Definitely not Eric. Trent grabbed the pitcher and returned with it, having just enough tea left to refill Eric and Ruby’s glasses, along with Diego’s.
