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I narrow my eyes. “I’m aware.”

“And you know I think you’re a smug piece of shit that thinks he’s too good for everyone else?”

“Did you just come here to insult me?” I snap. “What is your problem?”

“Look, what I mean is…fuck,” he sighs, running a hand through his hair. “Look, you like her, and I like her. And…I think…we could both be good for her.”

I blink at him. “Okay,” I say. “And?”

“I mean if…if you want to, you know, we could both…”

I know exactly what he’s saying, even if he can’t put it into words. “Are you five years old?” I ask, mimicking his words from earlier in the week.

He scoffs and throws up his hands. “You know what, asshole, I’m trying to be nice, but—”

“Let’s go see her Sunday,” I interrupt. “She’s free then.”

He nods. “Okay,” he grumbles. “Asshole.”

He leaves my office, and I stare at my doorway, dumbfounded.

What the hell just happened?

I expected him to fight me for Skylar, not offer to share her.

Can I do this? I can barely tolerate him.

But Skylar deserves the world. And if she wants both of us, I’m not going to be the one to tell her no.

Did I just form a partial pack with River?

“Oh, fuck,” I mutter under my breath, pinching the bridge of my nose.

I feel a headache forming, but at least I have plans to see Skylar.

I text her my reply, and my spirits lift.

Sunday is perfect.

* * *

I haven’t been to this apartment in two years. The welcome mat is run down, showing signs of wear, and there’s no noise coming from inside. The paint is chipping off the door, and it might as well be an abandoned unit.

But he’s in there. I know it.

He’s never been a fan of me or River showing up unannounced, especially when we were all under intense stress.

But old habits die hard, and I’m not about to start caring now.

Not when Skylar is involved.

It takes a full minute of knocking, but the door finally cracks open.

The minute he sees my face, he tries to slam the door.

But I’m expecting it, and the steel-toed boots I wear protect me when I stick my foot out to stop it from closing.

“Five minutes of your time,” I say calmly.

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