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“Coet us a room”

“I aain”

Wrecker laughs Then he steps up in ht fucking now Until your father tellsyou home You’re stuck with me You can roam the property as I see fit Until further notice you do as I say I give the orders here Not you”

“Whatever, Prospect” I buainst his chest as I move past him

I knoords bother hi him a prospect was meant just as it sounded—like an insult We both know he should have earned his cut years ago

He grabsas alk toward the house I swear, with the arabbedbruise Thankfully I don’t bruise easy

Inside the house, he shovesmove or breathe, unless you have to I’ll be back in a rits at me

He can fuck right off with that noise My dad owns this place I will do as I fucking please But I will have a drink first

I settle at the bar and the bartender nearly trips over her feet she rushes to serve me so quickly

“Hey, uh, Harlee What can I do for you?”

I prop my feet up on the bar and lean back in h back and surprisingly comfortable “How do you know my name?”

“Everyone knoho you are Can I get you a drink?” It’s only ten in the , but why the fuck not

“Sure, Tiny Tits I will have the house beer” I’ She must have really pissed soets an autoh, I swear she could slap some Band-Aids over her nipples and call them a bra

She nods, fluttering her false eyelashes at me, but she is pretty I like her red hair and freckles I hope she is of age though, she has a young look about her