“It is.”
At least for now. Trey had no idea what the future would hold. He was still getting used to everything that was going on. The fact that Ava was staying at Magnus’s was the most difficult thing. Magnus had shut down some since finding Ava, and Trey figured that was partly his fault. He’d told Magnus he would give him space, but he would be around if he needed him. And since he’d worked at Camp K-9 for the duration of Ava’s stay in the hospital while Magnus had been with her, he’d managed to work himself into the routine. He found he enjoyed it, and he actually looked forward to working each day.
“How’s JJ doin’?” Trey asked, referring to her pregnancy.
“Still ornery, still nosy,” he said with a smirk. “But she’s good. Baby’s due October twenty-seventh, so she’s got time. You could swing by, you know. The team misses you.”
Trey hadn’t mustered up the courage yet and he figured that was mostly due to his guilt over wanting to quit. “I still plan to keep in touch.”
“Well, I’d hope so. Youaremy brother.”
Trey laughed. “You know what I mean.”
Brantley took another pull on his beer, set it down. “And you know if you ever wanna come back, we’ve always got room for you.”
“I appreciate it.”
“I do haveonequestion for you,” Brantley said, his expression serious.
“What’s that?”
He canted his head. “Any chance we can get a discount on Tesha’s trainin’? I mean, you’ve got an in with the owner, right?”
Trey laughed, and for the first time in a long time, he felt less weight on his shoulders. He’d been dreading this conversation, reluctant to let his brother down even if he knew it was the right move for him.
“He’s kidding,” Reese said, taking Trey’s silence as confusion.
“Hell no, I’mnot,” Brantley countered. “I’m payin’ for a wedding. I need all the help I can get.”
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