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The boy was too damn distracting to not stare at, and too sharp-tongued to not play with, but that didn’t matter to Dad.

Banished from my own bedroom doorway for distracting my father’s, and I quote, ‘poor young fella’, I had retreated to the garden with the dog.

Ugh.

“What do you think, Spud?” Reaching down, I stroked his neck. “Hmm? I’m not a lamb, am I?”

Spud, who was a mix between a boxer and at least three other breeds, let out a groan of contentment, rolling onto his back and kicking wildly when I scratched his ear.

“Exactly,” I cooed. “A lamb could never give you such good ear scratches. That boy is full of crap.”And sexy as hell.

“Do you mind?” A dark shadow fell over me, blocking the sun. “My friends are here.”

“And?” I drawled, using my foot to kick my brother out of my way of the sunshine.

“And I’m trying to play WWE,” Kevin growled, shoving me back with his foot. “But they keep coming downstairs for drinks.”

“Don’t touch me with your freaky fungus feet,” I warned. “And so? What do your creepy little friends have to do with me?”

“It’s called athletes foot,” Kev shot back defensively. “And they’re not coming downstairs for drinks, dickhead, they’re coming down to gawk at you.”

Sliding my sunglasses off, I pulled myself onto my elbows and glared up at the scrawny little shit. “Don’t call me a dickhead, dickhead.”

“Aoife, come on,” he said, gesturing to where I was sprawled out. “Can’t you do that inside?”

“Can’t I sunbathe inside? Why no, Kevin, sorry but I can’t. That’s not how sunbathing works,” I deadpanned, readjusting the strap of my yellow bikini top.

“Then cover yourself up.”

“That’s not how sunbathing works either, Kev.”

“Aoife,” he groaned, tone whiny now. “Come on, you’re embarrassing me. Just go inside or put some clothes on.”

“How many days of sunshine do we get in Ireland, Kev?” I asked my half-twin.

Yeah, we might have shared a womb for nine months, but that was all we had in common. The truth was that we couldn’t have been any different from each other.

“The answer is not enough,” I told him. “Not enough by half. Besides, Dad’s upstairs, putting a new bathroom in with Joey, and I’ve already been banished.”

“Yeah, I saw he brought him over again,” my brother grumbled. “He could have asked me to help him with the bathroom.”

“Ha,” I laughed. “Like you know the first thing about manual labor.”

“He could show me,” Kev snapped in a defensive tone. “I’m a faster learner than that thick fucker upstairs.”

“Don’t call him thick,” I warned, hackles rising. “He’s more world wise than you’ll ever be.”

Kev rolled his eyes. “Oh yeah, because knowing where to score drugs takes a real genius.”

“So, he smokes weed occasionally,” I heard myself defend. “Big deal, Kev. So do a lot of other people in our year. It doesn’t make him a bad person.”

“It doesn’t make him a good one either,” he shot back. “Why are you always defending him?”

“Because he’s my friend, Kevin.”

“Yeah? Well, your friend does a lot more than smoke weed.”

“Like you’d know.”

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