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Chapter One

My heart rate is signaling for me to just walk away Les has reminded me more than once that it’s not h She has no idea how hard it is to sit back and not let it be ht now, this son-of-a-bitch is my number-one priority

I slide my hands into the back pockets ofbehind the couch, looking down at hi it’ll take hirip he has on the chick straddling his lap, I doubt he’ll notice for a while I remain behind them for several minutes while the party continues around us, everyone co my mind I would take out my phone so that I’d have evidence, but I couldn’t do that to Les She doesn’t need a visual

"Hey," I finally say, unable to contain er If I have to watch hile ounce of respect for his relationship with Les, I’ll rip his fucking hand off

Grayson tears hisup at lossed-over eyes I can see the fear settle in when it clicks--when he finally realizes that the last person he thought would be here tonight actually showed up

"Holder," he says, pushing the girl off his lap He struggles to his feet but can hardly stand up straight He looks ather barely-there skirt "This isn’tit’s not what it looks like"

I slide my hands out of my back pockets and fold my arms across my chest My fist is closer to hiood it would feel to punch his face in

I look down to the floor and inhale a breath Then another And onehim squirm I shake my head and raise my eyes back to his "Give me your phone"

The confusion on his face would be cohs and attempts to back up a step, but bu his hand onto the glass and straightens back up "Get your own fucking phone," he mumbles He doesn’t look back at me as he maneuvers his way around the coffee table I cal out my hand

"Give me your phone, Grayson Now"

I’e sizewise, since we’re about the sae if you take er into consideration, and Grayson can clearly see that He takes a step back, which probably isn’t a very sht into the corner of the living room He fumbles with his pocket and finally pulls out his phone

"What the hell do you want rab it out of his hands and dial Les’s nu send I hand it back to him

"Call her Tell her what a bastard you are and end it"

Grayson looks down at his phone, then back up at me "Go fuck yourself," he spits

I inhale a cal breath, then roll e to rab the collar of his shirt and shove hi his neck with my forearm I remind myself that if I kick his ass before hecalm for the past ten minutes will have been pointless

My teeth are clenched,in my head I’ve never hated anyone more than in this ht now is even scaring me

I look him hard in the eyes and let him kno the next few h clenched teeth "Unless you want ht now, you will put the phone to your ear, you will callup the phone and never speak to her again" I pressnote of the fact that his face is now redder than his shirt, due to lack of oxygen

"Fine," he gru to free himself from the hold I have on him I wait until he looks down at the phone and hits send before I release o of his shirt He puts the phone to his ear and never stops looking at me as we both stand still and wait for Les to answer

I knohat this will do to her, but she has no idea what he does behind her back No matter how many times she hears it from other people, he’s somehow able to weasel his way back into her life every time

Not this time Not if I have any control over it I won’t sit back and let him do this to my sister anymore

"Hey," he says into the phone He tries to turn away froainst the wall He winces