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Cole

That motherfucking good for nothing snake. 

I already had every reason to hate him and after hearing what he did to Sawyer—how he used her to get off and then tried to act like he was some noble prince after he was done with her…

It’s safe to say I’ve just added one more reason to the list. 

“I’m sorry,” she whispers. “But it—”

“You have nothing to be sorry for.” 

She shouldn’t be apologizing. If anyone should be apologizing, it’s him. It’s a good thing the fucker left town, otherwise he’d no longer be breathing. 

Suffice it to say the moment between us is ruined and my hard-on is officially gone. 

 “I’m starving.” I head for my bedroom door. “I’m go

“Cole.” 

I turn. “Yeah?”

“You can talk about him…in fact, I think it might help if you did.”

“Why the fuck would I ever want to talk about Tom—”

“I meant Liam.” 

Just like that, the thawing ice around my heart begins to freeze. 

I glare at her. “If this is go

She raises an eyebrow. “What?”

“Don’t ever lie to me again. Don’t ever mess around with another guy. And don’t bring up Liam…ever.” 

The lethal tone of my voice makes it clear there is no goddamn room for argument.

“I’m go

I look down at her plate. She barely took a bite of her pizza. 

After the Tommy bomb she dropped earlier, things have been a little tense between us. 

Reaching down, she grabs her purse off the floor. “I have to work all day tomorrow. I’d say stop by, but…yeah.”

I’m not allowed. Which is bullshit if you ask me. 

Any place that prevents me from seeing Sawyer is a place that deserves to be burned to the ground. 

 “Tell Stone I said hi.” A gut-wrenching thought bred from pure jealousy strikes me. “Unless you’re hooking up with him too.” 

I regret the words the moment they leave my mouth, but it’s too late. 

Sawyer is already looking at me like I’m a royal asshole. 

I am. 

She draws in a deep breath, like she’s trying to remain as composed as she can. “I can’t…I literally have no words, Colton.” 

I should apologize. 

She didn’t do anything wrong. 

It was me.

It’s always me.