This guy was apparently more stubborn than he was. That was saying something. He was beginning to annoy Bren, though and he grimaced as he sat back in his chair again, restraining a sigh.
"It's like this." He crossed his arms over his chest, eyeing Devon. "You need to make up your mind before your inability to decide allows them hunters to decide for you. Either leave for Canada or take me up on my oh so generous offer and watch over my sister." The older brother in him thought he was being a moron. "But you keep dancing around the bush and stringin' her along then you and me will have words. Painful words."