Page 106 of The Triple Threat

“Carter, don’t be an idiot,” Bronte added. “He was just hugging me because he saw I was upset.”

“Why were you upset?” Carter asked and moved over to Bronte and placed his hands on her shoulders. “What upset you? Tell me.”

“She was upset about her mom and dad. Why the hell would I kiss her?”

“What the fuck is wrong with kissing Bronte?” Carter snapped.

I rolled my eyes. “Nothing if that’s what you want to do, but I don’t. You’re as bad as your sister for getting the damn wrong end of the stick.”

“I saw you,” Ellie cried.

“I was a little tearful, because I know my parents are going through a rough patch,” Bronte offered. “Hunter found me crying.”

“Why didn’t you come find me?” Carter crooned. “I was only taking a call about a pig with mastitis.”

“You left the main room with Belinda,” Ellie said to me, her bottom lip trembling. “Are you going to start dating her?”

Letting out a sigh, I shook my head. “No, I’m not. Dancing with her was a stupid thing to do. It was a dick move to both her and you. So, I told her, I’m only interested in one person and it’s not her.”

“Bronte?” she asked.

“Damn it, Ellie. Are you being obtuse on purpose? Who the hell do you think I mean? Who is it I’ve been trying to persuade to date me for the last few weeks?”

She took a deep breath. “Not Bronte.”

“No, you idiot, not Bronte.”

I placed my hands upon Ellie’s arms and turned her around to face her brother and best friend. Carter was gently stroking Bronte’s face and whispering softly to her.

Maneuvering Ellie in front of me, I wrapped an arm around her chest and leaned in to whisper in her ear.

“Look at them, baby. Does it look like she’s in love with anyone else other than your brother?”

Ellie gasped and turned her head to look at me. “How long have you known?”

I shrugged. “About a minute longer than you. Why else would he punch me? Not because I had sex with you, but because he thought I’d kissed Bronte.”

“But they hate each other,” Ellie said, still looking at me.

“I guess not.” I nodded to where Bronte and Carter were standing. “Take a look.”

Carter was kissing the life out of Bronte, and she was kissing him back just as enthusiastically without any hesitancy.

“Oh my.” Ellie sighed and grabbed a hold of my arm wrapped around her. “That’s definitely not a new thing is it?”

“Nuh uh, I don’t think so.”

After a lot of kissing and heavy breathing, Carter pulled away from Bronte but grabbed her hand as he turned to us.

“Stay away from my girl, Delaney.”

His tone was low, but there was a smile on his lips.

“How long?” Ellie asked.

Bronte winced and bit her lip. “Three months.”

“But what about… oh my God, you told me that you wanted to be with… you little liar.”