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wasn’t,” Teddy said.
    “You just said she wasn’t,” Jack protested.
    “Well, she’s the one over there with that guy’s hand up her shirt,” Teddy shot back.
    “He’s just helping her with her … .”
    “Bra?” Thistle supplied helpfully.
    “Shut up, Thistle,” Jack snapped.
    Sam leaned in behind me. “Aren’t you glad they’re not focused on us?”
    Part of me was. The other part wished we were the ones groping on the hammock. I just wasn’t that brave. “I wish they would chill out,” I said. “They’re acting like we’re teenagers and they have some say over what we do.”
    Sam searched my face with a questioning look. “They’re acting like fathers.”
    “I wouldn’t know what that’s like,” I said, moving away from him and heading in Bay’s direction. I was loath to interrupt them, but I needed some air – and that was saying something since we were outside.
    Landon’s mouth was pressed to Bay’s when my shadow covered them. “Did you find anything?”
    Landon groaned, reluctantly pulling away at the sound of my voice. “Why did you come over here?”
    “I … I haven’t seen you since this morning,” I said, inhaling deeply. “I wanted to see if you found something out.”
    “We’re still looking,” Bay said.
    “From the hammock?”
    Bay pointed to the iPad. “Landon is running files from the FBI database.”
    “Oh,” I said. “I … I’m sorry to have interrupted.”
    “It’s too late for that now,” Landon said, his tone clipped.
    “It’s just … our dads are over there fighting,” I said.
    “Why?”
    “Because Landon keeps sticking his hand up your shirt,” I replied. I never know when to keep my mouth shut. I want to – I swear – but I just can’t.
    Bay’s cheeks colored. “Oh. They saw that?”
    “You guys are out in the open.”
    “So what?” Landon obviously didn’t care, because he yanked Bay back down to his chest when she tried to pull away. “We’re not doing anything. This is our weekend. I didn’t want to come here in the first place. If they don’t like it, then I don’t really care.”
    “They’re still our fathers,” I said, although I had no idea why I was taking up their end of this argument.
    “So what?” Landon said again. “We’re adults. We do what adults do. If they have a problem with it, send Jack over here and we’ll have a talk.”
    “Landon, you can’t do that in front of their guests,” Bay said, her face conflicted.
    “I don’t like the way he looks at me,” Landon said.
    “How does he look at you?”
    “Like I’m corrupting a minor.”
    I couldn’t hide the smile playing at the corner of my lips. “To him, Bay is still a child.”
    “Yeah? Well, she’s not my child,” Landon said, tickling her ribs and causing her to giggle. “If he doesn’t like it, tell him to come over here and tell us. Then we’ll go. I’d much rather return to the guesthouse and … play … there all weekend. At least we would have it to ourselves.”
    “What about the … ghost?” I said, lowering my voice.
    “I don’t care about the ghost,” Landon said. “Quite frankly, I’d rather have Bay away from this place if something terrible is about to happen. I’m surprised that Sam doesn’t feel the same way about you.”
    His words were pointed … and hurtful.
    “I do feel the same way.” I hadn’t realized Sam was behind me. Landon had, though. That’s why he said what he said.
    Landon pursed his lips, but remained silent.
    “I know you don’t like me,” Sam said, taking my hand in his. “I understand why you don’t like me. I’m here to stay, though, and I don’t like you talking to Clove that way.”
    My heart soared at his words, and then plummeted when Landon fixed Sam with a murderous look.
    “I happen to care about Clove a great deal,” Landon said. “Bay loves her like a sister, and I’m pretty fond of her, too.”
    “Then why are you attacking me?” Sam asked.
    “Because I don’t