Gravity
“I was hooking dangly silver earrings through my pierced earlobes, trying my best not to physically attack my infuriating brother.
“No he’s not, Brady!” I exclaimed, spinning around to pin him with my stare. “How many times do I have to tell you? He’s taking me to his house so that I can ask some questions about Trace’s dad. She won’t think anything about him bringing a girl home and her asking things like that about a guy she’s interested in.”
“I still don’t like it,” he grumbled, scowling down at me.
“Well, fortunately, you don’t have to. I’m going. I’m gonna find out what I can and that’s that.”
“Peyton, if he lays a hand on you, so help me God…”
“Brady, stop it!” I shouted, curling my fingers into fists of fury. “Did it ever occur to you that I might actually like him? Or that your issues with it might be coming from the fact that both of you are…something else? You need to get a grip before you get someone hurt or get us all into trouble.”
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