Page 16 of Hard to Handle


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“I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about,” I said, amused by Rhys’s accusation.

“I know you got a thing for my sister.”

Most people knew I did, so it wasn’t like I could deny it.

“Don’t you think she needs some space?”Rhys asked.

I met his gaze, waiting.

“She was with that dipshit for long enough.She needs to try on single for a while.”

Dropping my gaze, I took a long pull on my beer.

“You don’t think so?”

No way did I want to have this conversation with Reagan’s brother.

“I think we’ll let her make that decision,” I stated.

Thankfully, the sound of more trucks pulling down the dirt road leading to the lake had him turning his attention to the newcomers.I counted five … six … seven.Yep, seven in total, all pulling into the field and parking.I waited, wondering who would emerge.

“Well, I’ll be damned.”I chuckled, grinning to myself.

Rhys turned toward the group at the same time I pivoted to face them.

“That Travis?”

“Yep.And his brothers.”It’d been a while since I had seen the whole clan.The last time had been at the family reunion they’d pulled off at Dead Heat Ranch last year.Considering we were only half an hour apart, we didn’t spend all that much time together.Then again, everyone was busy doing their own shit these days.

“What’re you doin’ over here by yourself?”

I turned to see Wolfe approaching Rhys.

“I ain’t alone,” he retorted.“I’m keepin’ your cousin in line.”

I snorted at the same time Wolfe said, “Like that’s even possible.”

“I’ll be back,” I told them, moving toward my Walker cousins.

“What’s up, man?”Zane Walker hollered as he strolled toward me, a pretty brunette on his arm.“You remember my wife?”

“I do,” I said, holding out my hand to Vanessa.“Nice to see you again, V.”

“Thanks for invitin’ us.”

“Yeah,” Sawyer chimed in.“We’ve all been itchin’ to get outta the house for a bit.”He nodded toward the pretty redhead at his side.“You remember my wife, Kennedy.”

I nodded.“Nice to see you again.”

“Same.Where’s Copenhagen?”she inquired.

“She’s a veterinarian,” Sawyer said with a chuckle.“Always thinkin’ about the four-legged ones.”

“Took him over to my old man’s house.Things can get kinda rowdy out here.”

“That’s an understatement,” Brendon said, stepping up and holding out his hand to me.

Brendon’s twin brother, Braydon, moved up beside him.