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But they were the wrong ar man

So it did nothing to quell the heartbreak or ease her guilt

He was so angry with her Angry enough to end it? Of course, there was no screa match No hurled accusations or words of hatred Words weren’t Logan’s style But that look? That glare that conveyed ords never could? How she’d stolen so from him That look would remain with her for the rest of her life

She turned her head and watched hih watery eyes

When he was out of sight, she pulled out of Screw’s eood here today, Chloe Your ht now, but he can’t see past his hatred of Lefty Club has rules, strict ones Had he continued here today I’d have been forced to take his patch and worse You saved his ass, girl”

Didn’t feel like she’d done anything but turn her life upside down once again

“Coet you to Izzy If there’s anyone who’s good co an idiot, it’s Izzy”

Chloe cracked a smile because she felt he expected it, but her heart wasn’t in it

Worst part of the entire afternoon was that she’d iven a do over The club was Rocket’s life How could she let hiainst her?

She couldn’t Simple as that

Too bad that thought wouldn’t keep her warht

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

ROCKET SPLAYED HIS hands on the bar, head hanging as he fought for control of his eht in reference to himself On a normal day, emotional shit was easy Turn it off Compartmentalize Shove it deep in the vault Thanks to Chloe, he’d been bo he’d refused to allow in the past

But there were two he was achingly familiar with