“Motherfucker, did you take my towel?” Lance grinned as I chuckled. “He’s going to kill you one day.” “Agreed,” Caleb said with a laugh. “He can’t live without me,” Lance argued. “I’m his favorite brother.” “Bitch, you’re my only brother,” Lawson yelled. “Bring me my towel, or Caleb gets to see what a real man looks like.” Caleb looked at me, raising a brow. “I thought you said Lawson’s balls hadn’t dropped yet?”
