BRYANT POV

Even though my foolish cousin was trying to appear knuckle and I could see the fear that was masquerading as nonchalance in his eyes as he was slowly backing away from me then he was looking at my grandma and father possibly for protection for what was definitely coming to him.

"I really don't know what he's talking about, you all have to believe me…"

"Of course, we believe you!" my grandma said, rushing to stand in front of him and spreading her hands out protectively.

"How can you even think of hurting your cousin over the words of a wench? that's just preposterous!" I gritted my teeth...