Fraud

“I always wondered about that. And you’re fucking insane for admitting it. But we’ve always known that. It’s been years of entertainment watching you fuck with him. But that alone should tell you anything he said tonight was a load of crap.”

Confused, I meet his stare. “I don’t follow.”

“If Gabriel wasn’t into you, he never would have taken the time to fight you. He would have made it a quick burial and forgotten your name after that. What you two were doing in high school was a bunch of love taps. We all knew it. Gabriel’s the only one who didn’t.”

“So what you’re saying is-“

“I’ll help you knock his head straight, if you’ll help me with Emily.”

Although the offer sounds nice, I have to remember I’m dealing with a guy people call Violence. He might be serious about knocking Gabriel’s head around.

“Can we do this without actually hurting him?”

That damn grin re-emerges, and I’m starting to understand why Emily is having such a problem denying these guys. One is bad enough, but two of them?

She’s a lucky bitch.

And also the unluckiest woman on the planet for having to choose.

“We can.”

Intrigued, I take another sip of my beer and stare at this new ally.

“Okay, Ezra. I’ll bite. What is it, exactly, that you’re suggesting?”