“Don’t tell her brother, but I dated her for a hot minute the season I got here.” A shocked “No” slips out of my mouth. A heavy dose of something green floods my vision. Not my business. Not my business. Not my business. “Just kissing,” Duncan says. “Nothing more. Long time ago.” “Isn’t her brother—” “Nick Murphy. Yeah. Dude does vengeance like the Berger twins do pranks.” It’s disturbing how much I want to have helped Nick Murphy teach Duncan a lesson for kissing his sister.
