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Adults?“Atlee’s only a year older than me.”

“Yeah,” He nodded. “But he doesn’t look like a six-year-old. How tall are you?”

What the hell?

“I… am intimidating.” I growled with a firm foot stomp.

It probably would’ve helped if I didn’t say I was intimidating, but whatever. I had the don’t fuck with me stance down pat.

He burst out laughing. “Sure, Doll Face. You can intimidate the hell out of my cock.”

“How about I bite it off?”

“I like a challenge. Come see me when Gio gets bored with you.”

What the hell was wrong with the men in this house? Atlee talked about barbed wire like it was a sex toy and this guy thought the threat of losing his penis was foreplay? But I wasn’t here for them. I might come back for them after though.

“I’ll come back to you later.” I shifted my gaze over to Romeo. “If you go near my sister again, I’ll–”

“You’ll what?” Romeo cut me off.

Did he not see me standing here with a weapon? “I’ll beat you with this bat.”

He rolled his green eyes down my form, swallowed the rest of his drink, placed the glass on the table, and said, “Okay.”

I was so confused I couldn’t help but utter, “What?”

“Beat me with your bat.”

Something about this didn’t feel right.

“You want me to hit you?” Did he like pain?

“You can try.”

I thought Gio had the title of cocky asshole, I was wrong. His brother took the cake in that department. Still…

When I didn’t move right away, Romeo rolled his eyes.

“Do what you came to do, or get the fuck out. You’re wasting my time.”

Oh, that was it. It was time to give this bastard a lesson of my own. Don’t fuck with a Ford. Unless it was Veda, she was easy to scare, Kato was locked up so he couldn’t do much, and Maw Maw was kind of old. But I was here. And I had enough stubbornness and tenacity for all four of us.

What I didn’t have was great hand/eye conidiation. Otherwise I would’ve hit Romeo when I charged across the room and swung my bat.

Instead, I smacked it down in his open palm. Or he grabbed it. It all happened too fast for me to be sure. Half a second later my weapon was ripped out of my grip so hard that I stumbled back and fell ass first on the floor.

On a side note, the hard in hardwood was extremely accurate. My tailbone hated me at the moment. However, I managed to hold back my wince of pain and glared back at Romeo.

“Is that all you got?” Pretty sure that was all I had – if I moved to fast then pain shooting up my spine might cripple me – but he didn’t need to know that.

Romeo sighed and snapped my bat in half as if it was nothing more than a toothpick.

Okay, that was kind of scary. There was a chance that may have overestimated my capabilities.

“Ricky, will you go and occupy my brother.” The two pieces of my weapon clacked down on the floor making me swallow back a lump in my throat. “Novalee and I need to have a chat.”

Chatting suddenly seemed very overrated. Thankfully, I still had Atlee here. So it couldn’t be that bad.

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