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I nudged his shoulder "Seriously, Mario I’ers on the table and sent the cue ball into no- the thirteen "Well, shit" He stood up "Now I’h the tables but didn’t look our way I turned my back to her "Mario, I really don’t need this shit She wrote o Corabelle found her texts It was a brutal scene"

He downed a swig of beer "So block her" He reached for his wallet and dropped it on the ledge of the table "Or give her to et hot for my dollars"

"That’s messed up," I said I didn’t have a claiirls I’d been as a damn freak show

"Yeah It is, actually" He stuck the wallet back in his pocket "But she’s co over here anyway"

"Shit"

"Gavin? Is that you?" She cae tank that hugged her breasts like a wet T-shirt A short frayed denihs She looked a lot like a sexed-up college girl, her hair curled away froet him," Mario said "Come over here and talk to me"

Great Now she’d never leave

"You’re cute and all," Candy said "But Gavin owes ?" Mario leaned on the pool table, separating Candy from me

She stepped around hiht you cared a little"

I didn’t even want to look at her, theout a reat you’re out on your own," I said "I’ to be enough for you," Candy said, pushing up against lanced over at Mario, who shrugged

I grasped Candy’s arreat, but I’ic expression "You can’t leave me now! I have to find my own jobs, and half the men didn’t care if it was me or some other bimbo that Jerry set them up with I’m ay down" She tried to come close "I even offered you a freebie"

"I’ll take it," Mario said

Candy flashed into rage "You’re a little putz," she said

He backed away, hands in the air "Sorry!"