Archer
Archer walked over to where Hudson was sitting, and wrapped his arm around him. “Hey. The lady wants popsicles and you ate all of them. Take responsibility.” He said jokingly.
“Although I don’t know how much attention you’d be able to pay to the road.” Archer turned and grabbed Brown.
“Brown and I are going to. Oly could probably use a break from us. Hey maybe he’ll even try to shimmy up there with Shaun.” Archer turned over his shoulder and gave the dark haired boy a wink.
Archer, Amber, Brown, and Hudson walked downstairs to beg for car keys. Eventually Archer’s Mom relented. “Thanks Ma.” He said kissing his Mom on the cheek. The group piled in the rented car, Brown calling shotgun and Archer in the driver’s seat.
Archer adjusted the rear-view, glancing at the couple in the back. “No funny business back there you hear? There’s a child in here, and if anyone is getting busy tonight it’ll be me.
“Not a kid, jerk. I’m thirteen!”
Archer ruffled his hair again “Sure ya are, Jr. you know what? When we get to town, I’ll even teach ya how to charm the ladies m’kay?”
The younger boy glared at him. Archer just thought he was so amazing, Brown wished that just once, someone would put his ego into place.
