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“Liar. Don’t make me hurt you.”

While amused, Derek came to the rescue. “He’s not lying, sugarplum. That’s my second cousin, Frank.”

And his arrival didn’t bode well because where Frank went, trouble inevitably followed.

Chapter 9

Athena slowly rosefrom the man she’d pinned to the ground. His gaze followed, lingering on her girly bits, and Derek noticed. He shifted his position to block her from view before snapping, “What the fuck, Frank?”

“Sorry, coz. Grams sent me out to find you. Something about Gramps needing a hand checking Conan’s shoe.”

“Fine. Message delivered. Tell them I’ll be along in a few.”

Dismissed but Frank didn’t leave. He rose from the ground and held out his hand. “We haven’t been properly introduced. I’m Frank Kennedy. And you are?”

Before Athena could reply, Derrick growled, “My girlfriend so you can stop leering.”

The claim arched Frank’s brows. “Didn’t know you were dating.”

“Probably ‘cause it ain’t your business.” Derek’s tone remained low and hard, making it obvious there was no love lost between them.

“Chill, coz. Didn’t mean to piss you off. I’ll head back to the house. See you later.”

Frank wandered away, and Athena couldn’t help her amusement as she said, “You’re cute when you’re jealous.”

“I’m not jealous,” Derek grumbled as he headed back for the creek’s edge and their clothes.

“Then what was that display?”

“Frank is a troublemaker.”

“In what way?” she asked as she tugged on her clothes.

“Always getting into scrapes and claiming innocence. Shoplifting and claiming he had no idea he’d put the stuff in his pocket. Gambling. Trying to get my grandparents to invest in sketchy deals.”

“They seem too smart to fall for that.”

“They are, but that doesn’t stop Frank from trying. Last year he tried to convince them to sell the farm. Even brought by a buyer. I thought Grams was going to kill him.”

“I’m surprised she allows him to set foot on the property.”

“She tried to ban him, but Gramps feels sorry for Frank on account he lost his parents in a car crash. Says they’re the only family Frank’s got. Fucker could disappear and I’d be fine with it, though.” Such intense dislike.

“Which of your girlfriends did he make a pass at?” A wild guess but call it a feeling.

“All of them. As a teen, he used to spend the summers here because his parents would go off to some foreign place as volunteers. He made moves on every single girl I was interested in.”

“I hope they slapped him.”

“No.” His glum reply. “Frank has a way about him that women like. Not to mention the looks.”

“You’re better looking,” she stated. And it was the truth. There was something a little too slick and cocky about Frank. The type of guy who thought he was god’s gift to women. The type she liked to slap.

“You’re just saying that because I made you come,” he replied lightly.

“That’s just a bonus. Handsomeandorally talented.”

“You don’t have to stroke my ego.”

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