"It is good for morale," Colin defended. "It's a guy thing. It makes them sound tough. Which they are, to do what they do." Cate was a girl. He didn't expect her to understand that men found strength in badass nicknames that made them feel like MEN.
Colin shrugged. "I have to go there," he said. No way he could fit a fire truck in the garage. "But you two should come with next time I do. Then you can see the firehouse and the fireman will totally spoil Kayla." He smirked. "Maybe AJ will give you the tour."
He stopped mid-bite through the next donut. "He drove that piece of sh-" Baby in the room. "-crap all the way across the country? I'm amazed it didn't fall apart." That was as close as he was admitting to being impressed. But he definitely needed to give the damned thing a tune up after that.
Yeah, he should have figured a guy that nervous had no game. Then Cate went and said that. While he was eating. He coughed and hacked, glaring at her. That wasn't fair. Especially when she tried to use Kayla to deflect his anger.
Colin let out a growl. His sister had been the kind who liked to nurse sick animals back to health as a little girl. She'd graduated to broken people around high school. It was part of the reason he was so overprotective of her.
"Cate, this isn't like back home," he reminded her. "You don't know everybody and their business." Not that back home didn't have its issues, but still. "Fine, at least I can watch him and you guys won't be alone." Really, he had a feeling he'd have to resist the urge to chase the guy because he smelled like a nervous twitchy deer. Being a werewolf sucked around certain people. Because they insisted on acting like prey.