Well I've known you forever, we complete each other's thoughtsLochlan is sitting at the island having toast when Caleb walks in through the side door. Both of them freeze, deers in headlights and I drop my dishtowel on the floor, recovering just as fast. I tell Caleb Good Morning and he smiles and says it back, with a nod to Lochlan who goes back to eating his toast without a word. I frown in Lochlan's direction and he mutters a greeting reluctantly. Caleb acknowledges it and speaks to him directly.
Ain't like we never got in trouble, it's just we've never gotten caught
And if you've got a secret, it's in me you can confide
And if we ever get split up, I'll always be on your side
She was this close, Pyro. Bet that makes you feel great.
Want to eat your own teeth for breakfast this morning? Lochlan takes another bite of his toast and chews noisily.
Where is Ben?
Downstairs. Working. My voice comes out flat.
He doesn't care that you'll never go against Loch's wishes?
They've made their peace. Are you just here to start something this morning?
No, my apologies. I came to see if you wanted to go out for some breakfast so I don't get another little deposit into my account. A working breakfast.
Have you looked in your account? Lochlan smiles as he chews. She put the whole thing back. Just like I told her to do.
This is none of your business, Loch.
She's mine, 'brother'. Lochlan practically spits the word at him. She doesn't want your money.
Bridget isn't a child anymore, she can look after her own affairs. Caleb grins suddenly as if he has just told a joke.
She defers to me. You know this. Don't come looking for trouble today.
Caleb pauses to consider this. I stand and wait, watching his face, watching him weigh his options to push and be right and possibly wind up on my kitchen floor versus keep his dignity and gracefully ducking out. I don't want to cause you any upset, Bridget. I just thought breakfast might be possible. If it isn't maybe Monday or Tuesday? Let me know, okay?
Do you have food?
He turns back. Pardon?
Are you hungry. It isn't even a question. I am defeated and defiant and Lochlan practically throws his dishes in the sink. He kisses the top of my head and storms out without a word.
Yeah..well, getting there anyway.
Then let me make you something. I'm not going to have you guys at each other again though.
He is protecting you from me. Who can blame him? Caleb takes Lochlan's seat at the island.
Okay, that's the second time in as many days that you've said something in favor of Loch. What gives?