The brothers gazed at the photo he'd sent with a touch of envy. How great it would be if their little sis could send them something like that?
But they couldn't bear the thought of her toiling away at her fashion designs—it was just too much hard work. And they really didn't want her splurging on them.
Hunter quipped, [What kind of sweet talk did you use to con our sis?]
Chasel chimed in, [You actually got her to foot the bill?]
Clark teased, [Finally appreciating our little sis, huh?]
David reminisced with a chuckle, [Man, Rose and I even rocked the same kicks back in the day!]
Sean could sense a whiff of sour grapes in their words, and it only lifted his spirits further. He pulled a jacket out of the bag and slipped it on right there, then turned to Steward, "Looks sharp, doesn't it?"
Steward couldn't help but smile at Sean's obvious delight. Clearly, this garment was either picked out or gifted by Ms. Rose.
