Jo’s voice snapped at Walsh through the phone. “Well, hello to you, too, cuz.” Walsh had to laugh. Jo was more growl than bite. “You’ve been AWOL for the past six weeks, ever since Cam got engaged. You missed the engagement party. You’ve left Brad, that moron, to plan Cam’s bachelor party tonight. Where have you been?” “Whoa, one question at a time.” Walsh’s tone noticeably iced over under her rebuke. “You and Mom decided you wanted to get into the wedding planning business, not me. Dad’s got me running point on my first acquisition. Your dad has me scoping for a new orphanage in Haiti. I haven’t been sitting around with my thumb up my ass, so back off.” “Touch-y.” Jo softened her voice a fraction. “Now I can’t stop smiling at the image of you with your thumb up your ass. I guess you’re excused, but are you on your way?” “I’ll be there, but late.
