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(Cyrus)
Ihad never been asfurious at my brother as I was in that single moment. When I charged for him, he stood taller and waited for the impact. It was like he was intentionally pissing me off just to get into a fight.Well, fucker, you got your damn wish.
My fist connected with his jaw before I could stop myself.
Gasps sounded from somewhere, demands and pleas for us to stop.
“Leave them.” That was Jaron.
We shouldn’t be fighting here. I knew that. But I couldn’t stop myself. I’d had enough. If he would just tell me what the hell his problem was, we could deal with it and move on.
“Come on, Cyrus,” he sneered. “You can hit harder than that.”
I got in his face, grabbing the collar of his leather cut. “Tell me what your issue is with my girlfriend.”
His jaw clenched but his gaze never wavered from mine.
Releasing him roughly, I headed back to where Ainsley was now standing with Piper and Jaron. “I’m moving out,” I told my brother.
“What? Why the hell are you doing that?” Sammy bit out. “Is it because of her?”
I cupped Ainsley’s face, taking a deep breath. “Will you still love me if I kill my brother?”
She covered my hand. “He feels like I’m taking you from him,” she murmured softly.
I was taken aback by her words. Looking at Sammy over my shoulder, I wondered if that was the case, but I could use that. “Meet me at your place. I need some time with him.”
“Of course. Take all the time you need.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a key before slipping it into my jeans pocket. “Now you can come and go as you please.”
“I’ll never go, pet.” I kissed her forehead. “Will you make sure she gets home and into her apartment safely?” I asked Jaron.
He nodded. “Of course.”
Before they could ask what was going on between Sammy and me, I kissed Ainsley one last time and went up to my brother.
“We’re taking a walk,” I told him, heading past him and not waiting for him to catch up. I knew he would because I was sure he was as sick of this as I was. Being so damn negative all the time was too much work. It needed to stop. Both of us deserved happiness. We fucking earned it.
Just like I thought, Sammy fell in line with me. His hands were shoved in his pockets but I knew he was itching for a smoke.
“Smoke, Sam. It’ll calm you down.”
He lit one up before I could even finish the sentence. “I like her for you,” he said, inhaling the spicy sustenance.
