His eyes were hot when he snapped at her, “You ought to know better than to flirt with that idiot.”
“Hold on,” Eli said. “Dixie didn’t do anything.”
Cole swung around. “You stay out of this.”
“Okay,” Dixie said, taking Cole’s arm. “That’s enough. You tried. You made a valiant effort, but it isn’t working.” She sent a smile around the room. “Sorry to eat and run, but Cole and I need to go jog or chop wood or something.”
“It’s pouring down rain!” Lucas protested.
“So we’ll swim laps. Come on,” she said, pulling on Cole’s arm. “Your mother does not want you punching your brother in her living room. Either of your brothers. Or anyone else, for that matter.”
Cole stared at her a moment, eyes narrowed. Then he nodded curtly, shook off her hand and headed for the door.
He opened it and looked over his shoulder. “Are you coming or not?”
“Coats,” she said, delving into the closet. She didn’t have one with her, so she borrowed a raincoat of Merry’s. She tossed Cole his windbreaker.
He shrugged into it impatiently. Then they stepped out into the rain.
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