Page 6 of Emotional Descent


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“I gave him the option to come willingly but he chose not to accept.”

“You didn’t give me the option,” Jordan mumbled and both Ty and I glanced at the guy as we dragged him toward the building.

“You not talking is the safest option to my brother not making your face worse than it already is.”

Once we got him inside and secured to the wall, I walked to the office and settled behind my desk. Ty followed, leaning against the wall once he was inside.

“Where did you find him?”

“At a restaurant, on a date.”

“A date.” Ty grinned and I leaned back, nodding.

“Yeah, met her online, stole her wallet at some point, which meant he would have been ghost again.”

“Damn. She didn’t know?”

I shook my head. “Not a damn clue.”

“He got her?”

I glowered at my brother and he clarified. “Money? I don’t give a damn if he fucked her.”

I did. That was the problem.

“No, but he would have.”

“She say thank you?”

“Not exactly,” I mumbled, raking a hand down my face in aggravation.

“What did your hostile ass do?”

I smirked, leaning back and closing my eyes. “Nothing.”

“You did her a solid and she didn’t say thank you. That translates to you did something.”

“Women don’t like being wrong,” I mumbled, keeping my eyes closed.

“Nah, it’s not that. You pissed her off. She cute?”

“She was a woman on a date with a man who wanted to fuck her and steal her money. That's all I remember about her.”

It was a lie. I remembered everything about her. Her smile, her short dark hair, the way her jeans hugged her thick thighs and ass. The way she smelled. Yeah, all that shit.

Ty was quiet but I didn’t bother looking at him. Eventually he gave me his thoughts I hadn’t asked for.

“Women are not the enemy, Balor. You need to get over that shit and find one who will tolerate your ill-tempered ass.”

I snorted at the thought. My brother and I were alike in a lot of ways but also very different. Our past had sent us in two completely opposite directions. Our mother’s abandonment made me not trust women. With Tynan it was the opposite. He clung to each and every one who opened their legs for him. Ty needed a woman around constantly and I didn’t.

He was searching for something in those women he would never find. Answers to why she’d left. I didn’t give a damn. She was gone, not much I could do about it so I didn’t care.

“Women might not be the enemy but they are your downfall. You spend far too much time believing they’ll be something they're not.”

“And you don’t spend enough time experiencing what they are.”

I snorted again. I spent time with women physically and not even on some “I’m going to fuck my life away with no emotional connection” type shit. I had relationships, they just never worked.

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