Scouting

Malcolm stared at Cash like he was crazy. "What do you mean, you sent flowers?"

"Flowers. You know. Pretty and smell nice. You send them to pretty ladies when you barge in armed with swords and scare her to death! So, yes. I sent her flowers." Cash was defending himself.

"And I'm the whore?" Malcolm was sarcastic. He took a breath. "Have you talked to Tucker yet? He needs to be filled in. He told us to keep in touch and he will want to know about what's happening." The flower topic wasn't over.

"I haven't talked to him yet. I was going to wait until we know what's going on." Cash stated.

Malcolm agreed. "Right."

Cash sighed. "Ready to go out and do some scouting. The bastards are sleeping right now!" He smiled.

Malcolm smiled a sly smile. "Hell yes! Maybe we can find a few." He put a sword on his back and he was armed with his favorite knives.

Cash was armed and ready. "So you think that doctor is seeing anyone?"

Malcolm stopped and laughed then gave his brother a weird look.

Cash shrugged. "What? I didn't see a wedding band. She was hot!"

"Hey, focus. I am the whore and you are the abstinent warrior, remember? We can't trade roles. I don't want to be abstinent!" Malcolm shivered. "No way! I'm not going a couple of weeks without sex let alone a few years!"

Cash glared. "Not years. I'm just picky. I'm not a whore. You keep your title, you've earned it."

Malcolm nodded. "Damn right! Not an easy task either, my life's work."

Cash laughed. "I can't believe we are twins!" Malcolm agreed as they chuckled together.