Page 74 of Sinful Fantasy


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He draws a heaving breath so his chest expands, then he exhales again and shrugs. “Just worried, I guess. This is how it started last time. She gets rejected, usually by me, then ghosts for a few days. She can’t handle being told no, so…”

“Just gotta let it go.” Archer claps his shoulder, and laughs when Mia unravels from around Tim’s neck, only to throw herself off the bar and into his arms.

She’s fearless, and has no clue her father worries for her mom.

“There’s peace to be found in this moment,” Archer tells Fletch. “Right now. Right here. Your baby is happy. She’s safe. She’s wrestling with asmilingTimothy fuckin’ Malone.” Baffled, he points right at his brother as though to saySee! “Life is good, Fletch. Nothing can fuck with this moment.”

“Heyyyy, motherfuckers!”

I turn at a new voice, and jump when I find Cato Malone, just three feet away with a duffel bag slung over his arm.

“Can I get a beer?” He glances over our shoulders and speaks to Tim. “I’m thirsty as fuck.”

“What the hell are you doing here?” Archer pushes off his stool and looks down at his little brother with narrowed eyes. “And no, you can’t have a fuckin’ beer! You’re a child.”

Unbothered, Cato drops his bag so the straps tap my shoes. Then he looks me dead in the eyes and smirks. “I turn eighteensoon. All grown up. Maybe now, you’ll let me take you out.”

I choke out a laugh and turn away. “Not even if every other Malone was dead and buried. Have you decided on a school yet, little Cato, or do you intend to follow in Felix’s footsteps and be an unemployed bum?”

“I have a plan, Doc.” He reaches past me and takes my soda. “I’m coming to Copeland U.”

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