Cody asked, sidling up to Shane as they stood in front of the television set in their parents’ living room, cheering on Joshua, who was in the middle of pitching a no-hitter against the Diamondbacks. Joshua, the athlete of the family, now spent his days as a pitcher for the New York Mets. With his blond hair and brooding dark eyes that stared down his opponents from the pitcher’s mound, it was no wonder that every time Shane saw his brother there was a new model-gorgeous woman clinging to his arm. Joshua had a reputation as a playboy, but Shane knew that underneath it all, his brother longed to settle down with a woman who would love him for him, and not because he was a star athlete. Robert let out a whoop after Joshua’s latest strikeout that was so loud it caused Jaime to throw her book in the air in alarm. “That’s my boy!” he yelled, red-faced, into the screen. “Show ‘em what you’re made of.” He pumped his fist in the air victoriously and drained the bottle of beer he had been clenching in his fist.
