Jace was younger than Parker. Perhaps he was the youngest professional golfer ever, Kat was starting to think.
It was cordial. He was quaint and a lot like Parker. Those eyes. God, he could have been a model. He probably modeled golf stuff, Kat then thought. Truly, she didn't know how she'd get through this whole visit. It was uncomfortable. She felt as if she was getting ready for a boys' sleepover.
Naturally, Jace had to do this thing where he did a practice punch on Parker's arm, and Parker looked annoyed.
She'd made punch and home-made oatmeal and cranberry cookies.
"Oh, I was thinking I should take you guys out." Jace grinned.
"Out?" Kat lost her smile. She looked at Parker hoping he'd come up with an excuse, but he didn't.
Jace talked about this new upscale place that was downtown. "I'm sort of a food critic."
"Yeah, he really is." Parker nodded. "He was in food service for so long, we thought he'd have to become a chef."
"Yeah, and then I met Dan and that changed everything." Jace reminded him.
Parker coughed a laugh then and smiled. "I thought you were done with him?"
"Are you kidding me?" His brother looked at him with a bit of a silly grin.
Kat bit her bottom lip to keep from smiling. She wondered if she'd get to meet Dan.