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“Well, you let me know if she cuts and runs on you like she-devil Jolena,” Linda said, putting a plate of meatloaf before him. She then moved on to serve and annoy someone else.

“No one knows what happened with Jolena, so why do they have to comment?” Sawyer growled after she’d left.

“Not even your family knows,” Ryder said. “Want to tell me about her now?”

Sawyer ignored him. He didn’t talk about what happened in LA to anyone.

“Duke brothers, my night just got a whole lot better.”

Neither brother reacted to the man standing at their booth. They wanted to. Sawyer clenched his fist under the table.

“I just said to Pauline the place had the stench of Duke.”

Lowering the fork to his plate, Sawyer looked up at Beau Keller. A large piece of human refuse that he’d hated since his first day in school. Him and his family. He had a smug smile on his face and his arm draped around a woman.

“When you realize his dick isn’t the size of his ego, call me,” Sawyer said to the woman stuck to his side. He picked up his fork and started eating again.

Ryder snorted out the mouthful of sundae he’d just put in his mouth.

“Fuck you, Duke.”

“Back at you, Keller,” Sawyer said.

“You chickenshit Dukes all hide behind the lawmen in your family,” Beau sneered.

Sawyer put down his fork again and got out of his seat.

They matched each other for height and size, which had always pissed Sawyer off because he couldn’t intimidate him.

“What’s the problem here, Keller? You upset because no one in your family was intelligent enough to pass the police academy?” Sawyer said.

“Watch your mouth, Duke,” Beau growled.

“It’s not me making the scene, shithead.”

Beau eyed him. Sawyer knew everyone in the diner was quiet now and watching them. Just as he knew they were aware of the bad blood between the Dukes and the Kellers.

“This is a diner. You need to leave, Beau, unless you’re eating. If that’s the case, you go on back to your seat,” Ryder said, joining Sawyer.

“I don’t want trouble,” Linda called from a table she was waiting.

“It won’t come from me,” Sawyer said, his eyes on Beau.

“Let’s go, Beau,” Pauline said, tugging his arm.

“You’ll get yours, Duke, and your brothers won’t be there when you do. It’ll just be you and me.”

“Ready any time you’re brave enough to take me on,” Sawyer said as the asshole walked away.

“Sit, bro. The diner is not the place for that shit,” Ryder said, retaking his seat.

“I didn’t start it.”

“You guys have been at each other for years, and I’ve never worked out why. It’s true none of us like the Kellers, but you and Beau are next level.”

“That’s between us and has nothing to do with anyone else. He comes at any of you, you tell me.”

“I’m not his target, you are. So, who are you bringing to the wedding?”

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