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“What do you call it when the brother I trust with my life uses my sister?”
What the hell?Use his sister?I stalk toward him. “I’m not using your sister.”
“But you are treating her like a dirty little secret.”
I fist my hands before I deck him. No matter how tempting it is, I can’t hit my best friend who happens to be a copwhilewe’re in the police station.
“Sophia is not a dirty little secret.”
“If she isn’t, why haven’t you told me or Dad about your relationship? Why are you sneaking around to Rogue’s Landing with her?”
Sneaking around makes it sound as if Sophia is my dirty little secret. Keeping things quiet is not the same as sneaking around. But try to explain the difference to anyone on the island.
“I wasn’t sneaking around with Sophia. I was sneaking around because it’s my year to steal the mascot from Rogue’s Landing.”
“You are not making this better for yourself,” he grits out.
“What do you want me to say?” I shout.
The door opens and Lucas strolls inside. “You need to keep it down. Or do you want everyone in the station to hear you?”
“Fuck yeah, I do,” Weston says.
“What the hell? Don’t you value your sister’s privacy?” Anger swirls in my stomach. Maybe I should deck him after all. Screw the consequences. “Don’t you remember what happened the last time you opened your big mouth about Sophia and me?”
“What are you talking about?”
Is he serious? He’s playing the innocent card?
“I told you Sophia kissed me at her high school graduation and you blabbed to everyone about how she threw herself at me. She was embarrassed. Why do you think she left for college two months early?”
“She didn’t leave because she was embarrassed.”
I can’t believe him. He’s running around pretending to be this big brother who protects his little sister from everything, and he doesn’t even know Sophia and what she needs protection from.
“Have you actually asked her? Talked to her about what happened?”
He grimaces. “She’s my sister. I’m not discussing her kissing you with her.”
“Thanks for proving my point. You don’t know Sophia as well as you think you do.”
His eyes narrow and he prowls toward me. “Who the hell do you think you are? You do not know my sister better than me!”
“Weston,” Lucas hollers. “You need to keep your voice down.”
“I’m not keeping my voice down. I want everyone on Smuggler’s Hideaway to know to stay away from my little sister.”
“She’s not a teenager anymore,” I say. “She’s a grown woman. Are you going to chase away every man from her forever?”
“Until the right man comes along.”
Ouch. His words feel like a slap. He doesn’t think I’m the man for Sophia.
“Sophia is her own person. She gets to decide who the right man for her is. Not you. Being her big brother doesn’t give you the right to make decisions for her.”
He stabs me in the chest with his finger. “You’re not the man for my sister. You’re not good enough for Sophia.”
“I’m good enough to be your best friend, but I’m not good enough for your sister?”
