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Claudia comes into the living room and I’m both pleased and relieved to see her wearing a jacket over her sexy red top. Hell, that shirt and her exposed skin made me have inappropriate thoughts about her. This boy wouldn’t stand a chance.

“Hey, Connor.”

“Hey.” His voice is deadpan and he doesn’t even look in her direction.

Claudia studies the four of us. “What’s going on here?”

“Nothing much.” Owen chuckles. “Connor mentioned that he’s seen me play ball, so I thought he might want to have a look at Priscilla.”

“What did you do, Owen?”

He chuckles a second time. “I didn’t do a thing.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Ask our boy Connor if you don’t believe me.”

He shrugs. “Just showed mePriscilla. And his swing.”

“Pfft… like I believe that.” Claudia’s stiff expression softens when she sees the bouquet. “What beautiful flowers. Let me put those in some water before we go.”

I hate watching her go out the door with anything that has a cock. It pisses me off, which is a ridiculous notion. Not only has she been like a little sister to me since the day she was born, she’s only seventeen. I’m twenty-three. That kind of shit doesn’t go over well with people. Or with the state of Tennessee.

I have no business having these kinds of thoughts about her. Owen and River would kill me. Hell, Owen would castrate me.

Claudia Laine Bliss has grown up. Everything I’ve ever felt about her suddenly feels new and different.

And it scares the shit out of me.


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