Someone punches my shoulder. Duke, if I had to guess. “Excuse my brother.” Yep, it’s Duke. “He doesn’t know how to act around beautiful women. Last girl he was with—” “Don’t.” I curl my right hand into a fist. Pray for the patience I need to handle my brothers without committing an act of homicide. Sally loops her arm through Mollie’s and pulls her to the food. “Ignore them. Sometimes, there’s a bit of a Seven Brides for Seven Brothers vibe going on here.” She tosses me a look over her shoulder. “Some people forget how not to be heathens. They’ll get better, I promise.” I watch Mollie pick up
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