Archer grunts. “You’ve got a good point. If any man even dared to take advantage of Karli when she’s vulnerable like that, I’d make sure to rip his balls off.” “And use them as hacky sacks,” Ronan adds, not a note of humor in his voice for once. The rest of the Brighton brothers nod in agreement. The hairs on my neck stand on end. My balls duck for cover somewhere between my intestines. These guys are beasts when it comes to protecting their little sister. Good thing I’ve already established a handy-dandy set of rules for making sure I don’t cross the line with Karli.
