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“Done already?” I asked, all too aware of Bear’s arms still wrapped around my waist I made no move to push hihty Brantley King, The King of the stupid Causeway, couldn’t last longer”

Bear chuckled

I’ve spent so ry, and it’s never worked I was tired of walking on eggshells around hiht with hi I wanted to scream

I wanted to claw his fucking eyes out

I wanted to hurt him the way he hurt me

“Get the fuck away fro repeated

“We’re just talking , he was amused

“Looks like you’re doingtalk to so warned “She’s Mine”

“Oh yeah? Well, youthe sa”

“The only reason you don’t have a bullet in your fucking skull is because we’ve got history But in two fucking seconds, if you don’t get your dirty fucking hands off irl, I will say fuck-all to our history and blow your ritted teeth

“Ain’t gotta get your pretty panties all up in a twist, brother” Bear got up and brushed off his jeans “Sorry darlin’ Maybe, some other time” He winked at me and whispered, “Offer still stands You need me, you come find me”

I could feel the anger radiating off King when Bear walked past hiht want to put your claiet wind that you haven’t,” Bear told hi me, so you best do it and do it soon That is, if she still wants your dumb ass”

Bear was one brave soul to talk to King while the look on his face screao ape shit and ood on his promise to shoot Bear but the second he’d disappeared into the shadows, King stepped onto the dock