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“I’m sure as shit not happy about it either,” Isaac huffs. “And you’re lucky I’m giving you that punch for free since I gave you that shiner.”

The first time I showed up at the clubhouse after Lyla left my house, Isaac met me at the door, his fist greeting my face.

I deserved it, I know. That’s why I didn’t hit him back.

Somehow, probably through Thane, he had learned that I’d told Lyla the truth about him not being her father.

“We have to figure out how to get her to come home,” I tell him while flexing my hand with bleeding knuckles.

“Lyla’s moved on, Fulton. Time to accept it.”

“If that fucker Thane lays a finger on her…”

“He wouldn’t touch her without my permission.”

“If that’s what you think, then you’re a fucking idiot!”

“Watch it,” he warns.

“There has to be something we can do!”

“Not after that truth bomb you dropped on her, there’s not,” he replies. “You shit up this bed, Fulton. Now you gotta lie in it.”

Lyla

“Hey, how was work?” Thane asks as I slip into the passenger seat of my car, which he’s driving. I know he misses his bike. We’ll have to go back for it eventually now that he’s well enough to ride, but I’m just not ready to return to the scene of the crime. Or “crimes” plural.

“Ugh, same old.”

“You were so excited to be working with one of the biggest animal nonprofits.”

“That’s before I realized I would only be getting coffee and picking up lunch for everyone. The most hands-on work I do for the organization is filling up the copy machine with paper,” I groan as I lean my head against the window glass. “Sorry, it’s just been a shit day. I got my first paycheck.”

“Not as much as you hoped.”

“Two weeks’ pay for running errands won’t even cover half of my half of the month’s rent!”

“No shit?”

“What are we going to do?” I mutter as I squeeze my eyes shut.

“I could put in more nights driving the old Uber,” he suggests, patting the dashboard.

“No. You’re already driving around twelve to fourteen hours a day. You have to sleep sometime!”

“Well, something has to give. We’ll run through our savings in less than three months at this rate.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“We could go home.”

“No! I’ll figure something out,” I assure him. “But, um, you should go back if you want.”

“Nah, I’m here as long as you’re here.”

“Why?”

“Because at least when I’m here, there’s no temptation.”

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