#Chapter 288: Finders Keepers

Neil holds me in the backseat of the sedan as my brain slowly comes back online. Tangled up in Neil’s arms, sitting on his lap, when I revive, I’m contented. All of my bones are jelly, and I’m warm through my entire body. Neil hums lightly, a sound I can feel through the vibrations in his chest. He also gently cards his fingers through my hair. It’s a moment of peace in an otherwise tumultuous night. I’m satisfied and content and – I remember something. Since Neil destroyed the pair of Beau’s boxers that I had been wearing, I am once again left without underwear. “What’s wrong?” Neil asks. He must have felt me stiffen. I lean back to look at him in accusation. “You destroyed my underwear.” Neil’s eyes flash with heat. “Those were not yours.” Gods, the jealousy in these brothers might honest to Gods kill me. But even if I’m dead, I’d still prefer to have underwear. By now, the clothes in the washing machine have finished their cycle, but they still need at least an hou