When we get down to the yard, the boys are already in the water, tossing a ball back and forth across the pool.
I feel Creighton's eyes warming my skin and then hear his howl of pain as my brother hits him hard with the ball.
"What the heck?" He tells him.
"She's my sister" Tyler reminds him.
"And she's in a bathing suit... I'm respectful, but not a saint, damn it."
"Never mind, eyes elsewhere, dude."
Creighton raises an eyebrow at him and I see how, to get him off his rocker, with a wicked gleam in his eye, he says to my brother: "You'd rather I look at your girlfriend?"
"I'll castrate you, you son of a bitch."
My brother reaches for a flip-flop and throws it in his face, but Creighton catches it with one hand, laughing.
"Okay, calm down," Sadie says, entering the pool.
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