Great. Just great, Janelle. He waited for Lisa to gleefully pounce at the opportunity to bury him again, only to be surprised by her dismayed expression. “I don’t know if that’s such a good idea,” she said. He should be relieved. Instead, his competitive demon demanded retribution for all the humiliation it’d endured during the old times. He’d bury her. “Why not?” he asked. Her gaze remained locked on his cousin. “No offense, Janelle, but it seems a little silly. I mean, we’re not in high school anymore.” Derek relaxed and fell into their old pattern with ease. “What’s the matter, Lisa, afraid you’ve lost your magic touch? Are you not up for the challenge?” That got her. Her spine stiffened and fire gleamed in her eyes. “Of course I am.” He fake frowned, nodded his head with understanding, and stage whispered, “I get it.” “Get what?” Derek glanced at their captive audience. “Nothing.” She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him. He valiantly avoided staring at her increased cleavage.
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