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"You’re a thief"

I go completely still and unfortunately, become completely sober just with those three words "What makes you say that?"

"You’re a slyirl on the planet so you can get ht through my plan "I bet that’s how you trick all the defenseless people you steal froht in with hiht I’m a sly motherfucker who tricks defenseless people and then I steal fro man I don’t deserve Rose Not at all

It’s at that particular self-loathing moment when I see her Rose She’s just entered the pub, Violet by her side, Ryder right behind them and accompanied by another man I don’t knoho the man is, but I know in a second I can’t stand hi into the skin of her upper ar is sleeveless and jealousy fillsout until all I can see is that asshole’s hand onover her shoulder at hiives her arm a squeeze--fuck me--and she’s never looked more beautiful The white dress fits her to perfection, showing off her every curve, and I can see why that dick has his hands on her because right about now I’d have my hands all over her too

Hell I need another beer

"Jeeves I do believe you’ve been replaced," Nigel says, his English accent beco more pronounced He chuckles and shakes his head

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Uh … looks like Watson has his hands all over Rose I thought you were the one who serviced her" At ht? Servicing her? That’s why I called you Jeeves Get it? Huh Well, it appears you have so her"

"Who the fuck is Hugh?" I can’t teartheir way toward our table and the sht at me But is it really for h-the-fucker-Watson said?

"He works at Fleur Right arrogant bastard, too The woel mutters "Probably even Clare"

"If she does then she’s not worthy, Nigel Don’t forget that," I say, putting on roup of four that approaches our table Rose stops right in front of ? Hell, I hope not