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I grip the door handle, still hating to see her tears even all these years later. Seems I’m not as immune to her as I hoped. And that pisses me off more. I walk in quietly and close the door before leaning against the wall.

“None of it matters now, Avery. Take it easy, sweetheart.” He soothes his hand up and down her back. If it were anyone else, I’d throw a fit. But Greg is protective of all the women in a fatherly way. After losing his daughter when she was fifteen, nobody begrudges him that.

Eventually, he pulls back, wiping the tears from Avery’s face, before sitting down in one of the chairs near the bed. That’s when she spots me and jumps. I see the exact moment the mask slips down over her face.

“You told me to stay away. How am I supposed to do that if you won’t leave me alone?”

I ignore her comment and ask a question of my own. “You know when you’re getting out of here yet?”

“Tomorrow, hopefully. Happy?”

“Ecstatic.”

“Where are you staying, sweetheart?” Greg asks her while throwing me a dirty look.

“I… Umm…” She looks from Greg to me before snapping her mouth shut.

I bark out a laugh. “Good enough for your pussy, but not your address, huh?”

Greg leaps up and stalks over to me. He doesn’t say anything before pulling his arm back and punching me in the face.

My head snaps to the side as Avery shrieks. I wipe my mouth, blood coating the back of my hand, as I turn back to look at her. “Fuck it. You want my sloppy seconds, Greg? Have at it.”

“You son of a bitch.” Greg throws another punch, but I catch his fist and twist him around, wrapping my arm around his neck.

“This what you want, babe, men fighting over you? First, Ev in the hallway, and now Greg? You must be better than the mediocre fuck I remember.” I shove Greg away before yanking the door open.

“You come back, and I’ll gut you,” Greg snarls as I storm out.

I don’t bother with the elevator. Needing to blow off some steam, I jog down the stairs, whipping out my cell phone when I get to the parking lot. I dial Creed and wait. I’m just about to hang up when he answers.

“Where the hell are you? Greg said he tried calling you, and you didn’t answer.”

“Yeah, I’ve had no signal. What’s going on?”

I sigh and sit on one of the benches. “Nothing. I just got into it with him. Well, him and Ev, actually. They’re all over Avery like a fucking rash.”

He’s silent for a minute. “You been drinking?”

My first instinct is to tear into him like I did Greg and Avery, but acid swirls in my gut. This is Creed. The one person who has always had my back no matter what.

“I’ve had a few.”

“And you went to the hospital?” His voice is strained as I dip my head and run my free hand through my hair.

“I fucked up,” I admit.

He sighs but says nothing else. What’s there to say? There is a reason I don’t usually drink. I’m a mean drunk, like my old man was.

“You’ll fix it, Hawk.”

“Not this time, Creed. Fuck. I’m such a prick.”

“Well, yeah, but that’s one of your best qualities.”

I let out a laugh before leaning back. “Where are you anyway? Greg said you’ve been missing all day.”

“I went to the cabin.”

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