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19. beers shared and secrets revealed: iii

Leif looked up from the picture. “What do you mean, not sound of fucking mind?”

“He….” Elliott dropped the tough guy act as he explained, and Leif dropped his guard, too. Elliott finished, exhaling low and long.

“I’m flying to Italy as soon as things settle down with Savannah — and I can get clearance from work. I can’t leave for that many days without a valid reason. I can’t exactly explain the way. And for the love of Kobe, don’t tell your sister.”

Leif groaned. “You little shit. I can’t NOT tell my sister — she is his best friend.”

“And you’re mine.” Elliott rolled his eyes. “Please.”

“Elliott…” He grumbled.

“I only told you because of her — no other reason. I would have kept it a secret.” Elliott shrugged but didn’t detect a lie when he looked at him. They were always the most secretive ones in the family. Well, private. “You deserve to get some closure. And for the love of Kobe, please don’t let her kiss you — or you kiss her. Speaking from a man of experience, shut that shit down.”

“I think with my big head and not the other head,” Leif said with a smirk.

“I thought you were going to say little.” Elliott laughed. “I was going to say — might have been the most honest thing you said.” He sounded amused.

“Fuck you, asshole.” Leif laughed.

“Likewise, jackass.” Elliott grinned broadly.

“You know, so like I said … machoist …” Leif scrunched his brows.

“Does that make you a sadist?” Elliott countered before Leif punched him in the arm.

“As I said — fuck you. But thank you. I need the closure. Maybe I can finally move the fuck on. I’d love to be on that flight with you, brother.” Leif said.

Elliott rubbed the spot that he punched. “Not a chance in hell, brother.” Then they ended up laughing, shaking their heads.