Cocky Genius: Ethan Cocker (Cocker Brothers of Atlanta, #8)

by Faleena Hopkins

They didn’t know what to think, which was fucking hilarious. Charlie shook her head and began to confess to them that we weren’t a real couple. So I grabbed and shut her up with a kiss. She resisted at first, but then when they started clapping she gave in and didn’t want to ruin their fantasy of what we were to each other. Hell, it probably gave them a reminder of what they used to have. But what did I know? Maybe they were still going at it like rabbits after all these years. They had to have some form of exercise to keep them in shape so they could negotiate that crazy, winding staircase we all had climbed up. Charlie and I said goodbye to them and I guided her to the railing to enjoy the view of the city spread out before us. She pointed at the castle, its highest point shrouded in low clouds in the near distance. I was behind her, and she leaned into me, asking in a quiet voice, “You know a lot about the city.”