Grant walked over, his face set like stone, his voice sharp as a knife. “Isaac, I thought I made myself clear. If you come near, I won’t hesitate to break your legs.”
Isaac felt a chill run down his spine at the sight of Grant. The man’s presence was colder than even their eldest brother’s.
Quickly, Isaac plastered on a smile, trying to play it cool. “Hey, bro, Taylor and I—it was love at first sight…”
Before he could finish, Grant’s foot landed square on his chest. Isaac staggered back, coughing hard.
Taylor rushed over, clearly shaken. “Grant, what are you doing?”
Grant sneered, “Did you really think I was kidding about breaking his legs?”
“Grant, this isn’t fair.”
“Taylor, this guy’s a player, a smooth-talker who’s breezed through life without a care. I can’t let you be with someone so slippery.”
Isaac, holding his chest, stepped forward with a serious look. “Grant, I’m serious about Taylor. All that past stuff? Just messing around. I promise I’ll be there for her, I’ll marry her.”
Grant shot back, “Like my sister can’t do better? Your promise means nothing.”
Isaac replied earnestly, “Then let me become part of your family.”
A crowd had gathered by now, including some of the Eldridge Elites, who were familiar with Isaac. Many were snickering at him, but Isaac stood firm, unfazed.
Grant’s expression softened a bit, but he didn’t let up. “You know exactly how you two got together, fooling my sister with your tricks. If you can take three punches from me today, I’ll let it slide.”
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