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Denver opened the driver’s door of the truck and pulled her up into his arms “Sweetheart, are you okay?”

She opened her mouth to answer, but then fell into a fit of tears She leaned her head into his chest as he carried her into his home

Denver placed her on his sofa and covered her in a blanket

“Drink, darlin’” Jackson handed her a tequila shot “I promise it’ll help calm your nerves”

“I’ to kill the bastard” Dallas pounded the ith his fists

“No,” she said shakily “It’s not Austin’s fault It’s no one’s” She downed the tequila

Jackson poured her another one, and handed it to her

After the third shot, she did feel a bit better

Denver sat down beside her and pulled her up in his lap “Tell us everything, Jessie”

Little by little, she told the Austin had helped her feel things she didn’t even knoere possible For whatever reason, he didn’t have feelings for her

“How do you know for sure?” Denver asked, rocking her in his arms

Her insides froze “He did everything but fuck my pussy with his dick”

“Austin’s an asshole,” Phoenix growled

Jackson shook his head “Well, that’s that”

“Fuck hiritted teeth