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trust me.”
    “ Why don’t you take her
hiking?”
    “ Because I don’t think
Lori would appreciate it,” Jags said.
    “ You’ve been dating for a
week. Give me a break.”
    His brother dated a lot of women but
never got serious with any of them, as to why, Cam had no clue.
Jags was sensitive and kind and Cam was sure he’d make some woman
very happy. Why hadn’t Jags let himself get close to any of the
many women he dated? At least he wasn’t like his other brother
Ajay, who would donate a kidney if it meant he’d get
laid.
    “ This screams setup,” Cam
said.
    “ She did help
you.”
    “ Help me?”
    A slow smile formed on Jags’ face. “Any
news on the rezoning quest?”
    “ My lawyer called
yesterday. My petition finally went through.” Cam smirked. “But
something tells me you already knew that.”
    Jags opened the refrigerator and
grabbed a beer. He plunked down at the table, popped the cap and
sipped his beer. “Maggie’s father is Mayor Stewart. I told her
about my vision and that if she’d talk to her father on your
behalf, you’d teach her to hike.”
    A burst of heat swept over Cam’s body.
Sweat bubbled on his forehead. His hands trembled. He forced back
the rage and growled, “Why did you do that when you know I can’t
leave Gramps alone?”
    Jags popped from his chair and leaned
against the counter beside Cam. Shoving an elbow into Cam’s side,
he said, “Take Maggie hiking. A couple of days doing something you
love to do anyway. What’s the worst that can happen?”
    “ Do I really have to
answer that? What about my waking nightmares?”
    “ Separate tents,” Jags
said.
    Gramps, Ajay, Dad and he were pawns
Jags used to contort life to his musings. Cam would die for Jags
without a second’s pause, but his tireless pursuit to mold Cam’s
life was positively fucking frustrating.
    “ Listen,” Jags said.
“Write down everything I need to know about Gramps. I promise I’ll
follow your instructions to the letter. If it’ll make you feel
better, I’ll ask Dad to help out.”
    Cam couldn’t remember the last time he
hadn’t succumbed to Jags’ whims. For whatever reason, he just
couldn’t say no to him, but he took comfort in knowing most people
had the same affliction when confronted with his unwavering
tactics.
    “ I don’t want you
bothering Dad.” Cam’s knuckles curved under his chin. “I’ll think
about it.”
    “ Okay.”
    “ That’s code for I’ll come
back to haunt you if you don’t do it.”
    “ Save us both the time and
just do it.” Jags opened a drawer, fished out a pen and wrote on
Cam’s forearm. “That’s her cell number.”
    Cam turned. With his hands braced on
either side of the stainless steel sink, he hung his head. “I hate
you.” He spoke the words even and slow.
    “ I love you.” Jags clapped
Cam on the back. “Brothers.”
    Cam groaned. “Fuck off.”
    # # #
    Cam emptied the dryer, folded the
clothes and put them away. After playing poker all afternoon with
Gramps, he made a peanut butter and banana sandwich and set it on
the tray.
    His cell phone rang. “Yup.”
    “ Cam?”
    “ Yup. Who’s
this?”
    “ Maggie. We met last
weekend. You remember? The day you tried to shoot your head
off.”
    He scowled at the phone and brought it
back to his ear. “How the hell did you get this number?”
    “ Jags,” Maggie said. “He
said he had a vision of me getting hurt and I should learn to hike
and that you would teach me.”
    Cam rolled his head and
cracked his neck. His stomach churned. Heat coursed through his
body. Pain drummed behind his eyes, giving him the mother of all
migraines.” Jags was mistaken.” Cam
grabbed a bottle of beer from the bottom shelf of the refrigerator.
“Hello?”
    “ I could have those
permits revoked.”
    His hands, damp with perspiration,
shook as he popped the cap. “You bi—”
    “ Don’t say it.”
    Cam chugged his beer as he crossed the
room and sank onto the sofa. “It’s not that I