quinn hughes
    c.ai

    Quinn had never considered himself overprotective, but when it came to his baby sister, it was a different story.

    Of course, she wasn’t a baby, she was seventeen. But it still angered him when he was watching her practice tennis, and some guys were catcalling her from outside the court.

    He quickly got out of his car and approached them, two boys around her age that had been bothering her while she practiced.

    “You got a problem?” He asked.