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An uncoiven Kelly a wrist cuff for Christmas to remind him of Sara Owen and Kelly had had a lot rief even more pronounced Smooth move, Owen Fucked that one up majorly, you did He kicked hiift Should have bought the guy a shirt instead, since Kelly didn’t see to steal the da it ablaze Unfortunately, Kelly was a light sleeper
“Are you ready for tonight’s excursion?” Owen asked, shifting his hand froray body of his favorite bass guitar
“I guess so I can’t believe the rest of the guys bailed on us” Kelly glanced at the other three race “What about our pact?”
Yeah, what about their pact? They were supposed to keep each other froled in serious ro like do into the same trap, however Owen had no interest in ro wealthy and single He highly recommended it
“They et old on me, Kelly”
“I don’t have tiet old”
“We could invite Tex and Jack to come with us” Oas sure the roadies would be up for a little late-night entertain to was exclusive—invitation only Owen couldn’t believe there was a et inside And Gabe, Shade, and Adauaranteed sex with a stranger wasn’t good enough for theo It was still good enough for Owen
“Nah, the crew has work to do Tonight it’s me and you, bro” Kelly lifted a fist, and Owen fist-bumped him
“And don’t forget the ladies,” Owen said with a s to actually do soht, aren’t you?”
Kelly shrugged “If I feel like it”
“I think you’re getting old too”
Kelly’s eyes dropped to the cuff on his wrist, and he traced it with one finger “Maybe”
Whoever ca was the biggest fking dolt who’d ever initiated a cliché Kelly had loved and lost, and the loss had all but destroyed him Oasn’t sure if he would ever be the same Kelly would’ve been better off if he’d never met Sara The year he’d dated her, he’d all but disappeared from Owen’s life He’d been so wrapped up in the wouish them as separate entities And when she’d died, she’d taken his heart with her Five years later, Kelly still hadn’t recovered the battered organ from Sara’s clutches
Owen had suffered his share of heartache, but nothing in comparison to Kelly Where Owen had lost love in quantity—an e a since concluded that romance was for suckers There would be noto find souy was burned enough ti his hand in the fire