20 Questions

Chapter 17

Hunter

The guys and I are having a great time at the slopes, but if I am being honest, my mind is elsewhere. Last week I was dreading this week of skiing, sports bars, drinking games and male bonding time. Fast forward to this week and I am totally and utterly consumed by a pretty little blonde spitfire full of wittiness and passion. She has turned everything upside down in the short amount of time since I met her. I nearly collapsed the day I saw her in the lobby of the lodge. I was convinced I missed my chance at the airport to ever speak to her. The man above sure has a funny way of letting us know that He is in control. It's fate, it has to be. There is no other explanation for how this could have happened. My upbringing wasn't one every child dreams about. There were no bedtime stories, getting tucked in at night by loving parents, soccer games and family vacations. I haven't had many great things happen in my life, but maybe my luck is about to change. Maybe she is the light in all my darkness. I'm invested, really invested and it terrifies me.

I'm not scared because I just met her. I'm scared because I may end up falling for this girl...quickly.

I grab my ski equipment and head up to the lifts to get this adventure started. Everybody has paired up on the ski lift except Bryson. Patrick with Kevin and Justin with some unsuspecting chic that will deeply regret her decision after he opens his idiotic mouth to speak. I haven't spoken a word to Bryson since the incident this morning and I'm not sure I am ready to now. I can't spend this entire week avoiding him though. I've known him for too many years to not clear this shit up. He looks up at me nervously as I take a seat next to him.

"This hill looks pretty tricky. I'm not feeling too confident about it. What about you?" he asks.

"Cut the shit, dude. The hill is not what we should be talking about right now. What the hell were you thinking, showing up in her room this morning and attacking her? She didn't deserve any of that."

"Oh, so you are going to take the side of the chic you've known for two whole days over your brother that you've known almost your whole life? That's fucked up, dude," he scoffs back.

"I'm not taking anybody's side! I'm looking at what is right and what is wrong and you were clearly wrong. You had no business telling her that she is fucking everything up. I chose to leave that bar last night. I chose to hang out with her. I chose to ask her out to dinner tonight. Not her. She was hesitant to accept any of it because she didn't want to interfere."

His eyes narrow as he exclaims, "But she is interfering! All you've done since you got off the damn plane is pine over that girl. What's she got, some golden and magical pussy with unicorns and rainbows and shit?"

She might. It felt pretty incredible last night when I was knuckle deep in there. That shit was tight as hell and I could feel her juices coating my hands. I bet it tastes like...dude, get it together.

"What's between her legs is none of your concern, dickhead," I spit.

"Damn, bruh. It's worse than I thought. You got all up in that last night, didn't you?"

"Fuck you, man. Keep talking about her like that and I'll make your death look like a skiing accident," I growl. Nobody, including my brothers, will ever say a bad word about my Jenna in front of me.

My Jenna.

Damn, he's right, it is worse than I thought.

"Hunt, listen. I mean, she's cool and all, but it's not right. This is our time."

"Our time? Bry, it's been our time every Christmas for the past six years when we started these trips. We are getting older and there is going to come a time when we all get married, have kids and this is going to have to stop. We can't keep doing this every year. We have to grow up. I need you to respect this and I want the same happiness for you, too. You're my brother, maybe not by blood, but you are still my brother. Brothers support each other and revel in each other's successes. Happiness is all I have ever wanted for you, for all of us. We were dealt a shit hand in life, but that doesn't mean we can't get a new deck of cards."