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I pull es ofabout hi only six pounds His srey I re that I would be able to see them one day to knohat color they turned out to be

He had a birthh I looked at the s time while I held hi to Vegas, I alking down the street and looked into a tattoo shopI hadn’t wanted a tattoo until one of the posters on the wall caught my eye and I saw my son’s birthuy behind the counter got on his computer and looked it up for yptian, and it represented eternal life or the giving of life I couldn’t believe that his birth behind it

I knew that iven rasp I had hated her before he’d coive hiht until I was finally free

I ain, but when I wake up, I feel like I have only been asleep for an hour The sound of the doorbell going off again registers, and I wait to see if I hear Kenton answer it The house sounds quiet, and I hope the person at the door leaves When the bell rings again, I let out a frustrated huff

"Seriously?!" I yell as the pounding starts

I climb out of bed, stu the door open without thinking The alar in the code quickly before turning and going back to the door

"Can I help you?" I ask a guy who looks no older than twenty-one He’s tall and lean with tousled, blond hair He looks like he just came from the beach

"Holy shit" He looks ain forgot to put on pants "Shit Please tell me the carpet matches the drapes," he mumbles

I’m not sure if it’s the lack of sleep or the promise I made myself the last time those words were said, but I walk towards hi up to his shoulders His eyes go hen I touch hi with his nuts

He groans, his knees hitting the floor with a loud thud "What was that for?" he askshis junk

"That was for asking an inappropriate question Weren’t you raised better than that?"

"What the fk is going on?"

I turn at the sound of Kenton’s words He’s standing on the stairs, wearing nothing but a towel His eyes come to me then lower down my body I make a mental note that, from now on, I ear pants at all times When his eyes stop on ht’s run-in with the lunatic, they narrow

"How did you get that?" He looks at the guy on the floor then back at oes hard, and I put irlfriend last night"

"He doesn’t have a girlfriend," the guy I kneed says, whi as he stands

"Why’d you knee Justin in the nuts?" he asks, walking the rest of the way down the stairs

I try to takeonto his body His abdominal muscles flex with each step The deep V of his hips disappears beneath the se He walks pastback with a blanket in his hand I don’t even have a chance to think as he wraps the blanket arounda step back to glare at hiuy na at me

"Why are you here, Justin? I told you I would be at the office late," Kenton growls, taking a step in my direction I take another step away from him