Jacob POV
While we wait for the girls to come back from the washroom, Zane and I get a table set up for lunch. I lay the table cloth that my Mom packed out across the table thinking this was a good time to ask. “Hey man, what the hell has gotten into you? Before we left, you couldn’t take your eyes off my sister. Now it sounds as if all you want to do is piss her off. The two of you haven’t stopped bickering since we left?”
“I know, but it’s safer than the other thoughts that I’m trying not to let go through my head.”
“What happened? You were fine all day out at the lake, for what I can remember. There was none of these lost, googly eye, confused looks going on. Normally I wouldn’t ask, but man, you are off your game today and it is my sister. ”
“She tripped on the leg of the chair.”
