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“Listen, man. I’ve got to tell you something.”
Ryan turned to face me. His skin was unusually tan. “Don’t tell me you knocked up another girl.”
I grimaced. “No, but there’s a girl.”
He raised his eyebrows. “A serious girl? Does she know about Grayson?”
I nodded. “She does. And Amber. And the Dunes. She knows everything.”
He tilted his head. “She knows all your baggage and she’s still around?”
“I don’t think there’s anyone else like her. She’s amazing. And gorgeous. She accepts all of it.”
“Don’t tell me she gives you blow jobs every day too. Because I haven’t fucked a girl in a year.”
I wasn’t going there. “I was going to say, and she still loves me.”
He blinked. “Love? Shit. I have missed a lot. Never thought Cole Thomas would say that.”
/> “You might want to finish your drink to hear the rest of this.”
Ryan looked at me. “What is it?”
“The girl is Kaitlyn.”
I should have known it was coming. I should have braced myself or even ducked. But the punch was fast and furious.
Ryan slugged me, knocking me on my ass.
He stood over me. “Mother fucker. You did not just tell me you’re fucking my sister.”
I rubbed my jaw.
“I love your sister, asshole.”
“Ryan!” Kaitlyn ran outside. She leaned down to help me, but I shrugged her off and stood on my own.
“Are you ok, Cole?”
“I’m fine.” I turned to Ryan who looked like he could throw a second punch. “Man, it’s not like the past. This is different.”
He stared at Kaitlyn. “Him? You want to be with him?”
She nodded. “Please don’t be mad. And please stop punching him.”
“I can’t fucking believe this.” He spun in a circle on the patio.
I looked through the glass as the Sinclaires ushered Grayson into another room.
“I love your sister. And I know how it sounds. I’m a dick. But I love her. And this is what we want. You know I’ll take care of her. I’ll keep her safe. I swear to you. I swear on my life I won’t let her get hurt.
“We hope you can accept it eventually. Not tonight, but one day. You’ll stop hating my guts and wanting to beat the hell out of me.”
Kaitlyn looked at him. “Please, Ryan.”
He sighed. “Damn it.”
He extended his hand toward me.
