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I lean back in the beat-up booth and crack my knuckles with anticipation I hate that I offered this idiot a chance to coure, if I can save my sister a little pain and protect her fro in the future, I’ve done my job It’s e to crush some of the bones in Theo’s pretty-boy face

I’m sure he cheated What the fuck else could it be? My brother-in-law’s a fucking asshole, but the kind women tend to be attracted to: physically fit, tattoos, dark looks and blue eyes ” It was one of the reasons I objected to her in with, and now here we are

The front door opens and I sit forward, wrappinga sip

Theo comes into view, head down, hands shoved into his pockets, all vulnerable-like Yep, he fucked so up real bad

“Bring that bottle with you,” I tell hi at the bar

He stops and turns back, grabbingit with him He sets it down on the table in front of ot his hands clasped on the table, head down, the picture of remorse

“Thanks forme here,” he says

I don’t want to waste tirab the bottle, pour myself a little more, and lean back in my side of the booth “So, what’d you fuck up?”

He shakes his head, looking real pitiful “I’, throwing in a nervous laugh

I shake lass back down on the scarred wooden tabletop “Don’t wasteday You need to tell ure out what to do about it and then I can go home”