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“What the hell are you—”
“Go. Turn around.” Kip’s face is pinched with distress. His voice is gravelly. His body blocks me from moving past him to see what the fuck is going on.
I shove him to the side, but he immediately swoops back into my line of sight. “Kip. Get the fuck out of my way.”
“Turn around and walk, Bailey. That’s a goddamn order.”
Our eyes lock.
My heart pounds.
And then I hear something.
A moan, or a gasp. Something from right below us that has me glancing to my right, unable to see anything due to Kip’s hulky frame. My gaze flicks back to his. A dark warning glints in his eyes, and I think I know. I think I fucking know.
A surge of adrenaline has me plowing past him until he stumbles back, and I storm over to the railing and peer down over the edge.
My veins freeze with ice.
Bile burns the back of my throat as my stomach churns, and I almost double over and retch.
Brant and June.
Brant and my baby sister.
Kissing.
Grinding.
Panting and moaning.
His tongue is down her throat.
His hands are in her hair.
His hips are thrusting against her as he desecrates the sweetest thing I’ve ever known.
I fucking fly.
I book it down the staircase, two, three steps at a time, nearly spilling down headfirst as June pushes Brant away, then makes a mad dash through the double doors.
“Theo!” Kip flies after me. I can hear him, barely, but it’s hard to hear anything over the sound of my blood hissing, my heart exploding, and my sanity snapping in two.
Brant stares at me, unmoving.
Like he’s in shock.
My fists turn to stones as I race toward him. “I’m going to kill you.”
Inhaling a sharp breath, Brant shakes his head back and forth, his hand finally extending as if he’s trying to slow me down.
No chance.
Fuck that. Fuck him.
He’s fucking dead.
I tackle him, my knuckles flying at his face. “She’s your sister.” I punch him again, blood spurting from his nose. “She’s. Your. Fucking. Sister.” My arm lifts again, angrier than the first two times, but it’s stopped short when Kip grabs me by the wrist and yanks me off of Brant with some kind of superhuman force. “Let me go, asshole. Let me fucking go!”
