"Hey, Travis is a nice kid. Josephine, don't you let your brothers give you shit. You're eighteen, you're a grown ass woman. As long as he treats you right and makes you happy, you can be with any guy you'd like."

Josephine blushed and smiled back.

"Even Hitler?" Mark asked, and the table erupted with laughter. Patrick almost spit out his coffee, Jacob turned red with laughter, even Josephine couldn't keep herself from joining in.

"Fuck, you kids are weird," Owen shook his head, grinning slightly. "Well I'm going to get back to work, don't forget about those pancakes, ok kitten?"

"Ok, daddy!" Josephine called back.

Everyone was about finished,...