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Experiencing the strange need to defend him since it had been her big mouth that put him on the spot, Ellie lifted her hand and said, "But that was a long time ago. We've already hashed it out and—"

"I don't care if it was a hundred years ago," Helena interrupted loudly. "Boston Robert Kincaid, you should be ashamed of yourself. How could you have sex with another women when—"

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"Will you shut up," Boston hissed, slinking even further in his seat. "Mom and Dad are only ten feet away. Do you want them to hear—"

"Yes, actually, I do," Helena cut in. "You had sex—"

"Shh," Boston gritted out. "They do not need to know, and besides, I didn't have sex with her."

Ellie whirled toward him. "Yes, you did."

He blew out a long, slow, steadying breath before lifting his gaze Ellie's way. "No. I didn't."

"But—"

"Ellie," he cut in irritably. "I was there. You weren't. So, you don't know. There was no sex involved. Okay?"

"Then what exactly did you do with this other woman?"

Helena wanted to know.

Sending a look to kill his sister's way, Boston growled,

"None of your damn business. Only Ellie has the right to ask me that."

Four pair of eyes turned expectantly Ellie's way. She jumped. "I'm not going to ask," she yelped. "I don't want to know. It doesn't matter now, anyway. It happened a long time ago."

"Please, Ellie," Cheyenne started. "I'm curious."

"Stop it," Boston hissed. "We are not going to talk about this. Next topic, please."

"But—"

"Cheyenne," he growled.

Annoyed at him for snapping at his own sister, Ellie straightened her spine. "I changed my mind. I want to know."

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"Ha!" Cheyenne taunted as Boston turned to send Ellie an incredulous look.

"I thought it was a long time ago," he said. "Water under the bridge and all that."

Ellie shrugged. "So I'm curious. Sue me."

Boston filled his cheeks with air and then blew out a breath. After taking a moment to run a hand through his hair, he got to his feet. "If you want to know, fine, I'll tell you. But not here. Not in front of these snoopy—"

"Oh, come on," Helena argued. "We'll just get her to tell us what you said."

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