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He did it that night I found him in his office.

It’s a bad idea, moving in with him, but any opportunity I get to be around him, I’ll take, consequences be damned.

“Not to mention, you’d be hooking up with your roommate andboss,” Rex adds.

I groan. “Can we stop talking about my love life now and move on to someone else’s?”

“Trust me, you don’t want to talk about mine,” Kyle says. “We’ll be here all night.”

I smile over at my big brother. “But you and Chloe are happy now, so that’s all that matters.” I clap his shoulder. “How are things with the adoption agency coming?”

He releases a stressed breath, gritting his teeth. “We’re trying, but with her family’s history, it’s proving difficult.” A grim expression falls across his face.

This isn’t the place to discuss his relationship.

So, on to Rex.

“Looks like we’re moving on to you, little brother.”

Kyle snorts. “The only love life he has is the one with his hand.”

“Lies,” I sing out, tilting my head toward Rex. “He’s going to marry Carolina.”

Kyle snorts again. “Carolina is too smart to marry him.”

“I’m right here, assholes,” Rex chimes in, furrowing his brows. “And no, I’m not marrying Carolina.”

“Kyle is right,” I say. “She is too smart to marry you. You should’ve taken your chance in high school, but it’s probs too late now.”

“We never dated because we’re best friends,” Rex grits out.

Carolina is a touchy subject for him. They’ve been best friends since high school, and he’s more protective of her than he is of his own sisters. I’ve never seen my brother care about someone so much. There’s no doubt the love for each other is there between them, but Rex is scared to ruin their friendship.

“Best friends who secretly love each other.” I angle my gaze toward him. “You just wait. I’m calling it right here, right now. You’ll be with her before you hit your thirties.”

“I don’t know,” Kyle says. “I think he ruined his chance.”

“Both of you can fuck off,” Rex grumbles.

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Maliki

I cometo the Twisted Fox when I need a beer and peace away from my customers. You can’t enjoy a relaxing drink in your own bar. Clients and employees are demanding even if you tell them you’re off for the night.

That’s why Cohen and I have a thing.

I come here when I need away from the chaos.

Down Home is his destination when he needs space from here.

It’s like our bars are friends, too.

Tonight, neither one of us is working, so I sit down at a table. Cohen comes strolling through the bar, navigating around his customers, holding a beer in each hand. He slides one to me, twists his stool around, and straddles it backward, resting his arms on the back.

“How’s everything at the bar?” is the first question he asks.

It’s our version of,What’s up, man?

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