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for the sex-on-legs that he is?”
    I can only shake my head at Sharon’s directness. “Things are weird, alright.” I let out a burst of bitter laughter. If only Sharon knew how weird.
    She gets up and with a huge smile on her face she says, “Well, then they’re about to get uber-weird for you. Your sex-on-legs is coming this way.”
    I almost sprain my neck to look behind me and sure enough Noah is heading my way – and he looks pissed.
    “No, Sharon-” before I can beg her to stay she runs off, leaving me to face Noah alone.
    This is going to suck!
    ~*~

Chapter Eleven
     
    Noah~
    I’m still in the same crappy mood as the day before. When I got home from work yesterday, it was only to find Amy gone. She didn’t let me know where she was going, if she was alive after her fall down the stairs … nothing, not a damn word! She didn’t even take my calls. I’ve been worried sick!
    I know it’s Mom’s birthday, but I’m first going to settle this thing between Amy and I. When I get near to where she’s sitting on the beach, Sharon takes off in the other direction with a huge smile on her face.
    “What the fuck, Amy?” I snap when I’m within hearing distance. She turns her head slightly towards me, but keeps her eyes on the ocean, refusing to make eye contact – and that is so unlike her. She never backs down!
    I sit down next to her and rest my elbows on my knees, and then I pin her with a glare. “What’s going on with you? So you saw me having sex!” Her eyes snap up to mine, and they go huge. “It’s really no big deal. Can you stop being like this and can we get back to fighting?”
    She stares at me for a long moment before she lifts her chin a little. “It has nothing to do with what I saw, Noah. I’m just trying to stay out of your way.”
    I frown, a little upset by what she just said. “Look, I know we don’t get along, but if it’s one thing Dad taught me, it’s that you look out for your own. You don’t have to stay out of my way. I love fighting with you. I missed it the past year, and I missed it the past week. Instead of running off after nearly breaking your neck, I want you to get up, flip me off and tell me to go to hell. I miss that!”
    A weird look shadows her face and she tilts her head slightly, and then she says, “I’ve been warned not to upset you. It’s a warning I’m going to listen to.”
    Her words confuse me. “What do you mean? Who warned you?”
    She lets out a deep breath before her eyes come back to mine. I can see a glimmer of fear in them, and I don’t like it at all.
    “Brad told me to stay out of your way.”
    “What?” The word sounds as confused as I am feeling right now.
    Amy gets up and dusts the sand from her dress that just covers her ass. I stare at her long legs. Shit, she’s got a nice pair of legs on her. “Brad told me he’d kill me if I dared to upset you,” her words pour over me like icy water.
    Not sure I heard her right, I get up. I stare long at her face, trying to find the truth of her words in her eyes.
    She looks down to the sand. “I thought you were in on it, that you wanted him to hurt me,” her words cut like a thousand blades, it cuts me right out of the stunned stupor I’ve been caught in.
    “Has he hurt you?” the words explode from me. When she won’t look up at me. I step closer, demanding that she acknowledges my presence.
    She nods and I see her swallowing hard. Then finally, she looks up and I see tears glimmering in her eyes. “He pushed me down the stairs yesterday. I thought it was only an empty threat, until yesterday.”
    A tear rolls down her cheek. The Amy I know never cries. A girl once punched her and she didn’t even blink, she just punched her back. And that’s when it dawns on me … it’s all an act. She’s trying to get to me by badmouthing Brad! I fucking underestimated her!
    “You know,” I make sure I have her eyes on mine before I continue, “I thought you’d try to seduce Brad,