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alternative on the table. “I can see, but it all depends on the victim. From what I heard this morning, the victim told police he wants Adam locked up for breaking his jaw.”
    “Just do it for her, please,” I know what Shirley means to my father and what she’s come to mean to me over the years. She’s helped heal the ache from losing my mother, but she came with a pain in the ass son. Who hated me from the moment we met. He tried to pit my father against me, but that was never going to happen. Instead his mother treated me like her own. Which only made him hate me more.
    “Fine. I’ll do what I can.” I hate agreeing to help him. He’s a spoiled, arrogant bastard with an over-inflated ego.
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    I’ve spent all this time trying to forget that she lied to me, but I can’t. Did she see me in a suit and take her chances, pretending to be sweet and innocent? Blossom. I’ve been dreaming of her since then. They’re more like nightmares, but I still have them. Everything about her is a lie, even her name. Damn her.
    Every day I’m haunted with visions of the sensually beautiful woman who can’t be mine. Not that I haven’t considered stealing her but knowing his cock has been buried inside her is too much to deal with. I hit the gym bag in front of me harder than I should, but rage eats at my very soul. I’m mad at her more than him. She gave me hope that there’s someone out there just for me. Instead, she’s a fucking liar, telling me she’s single and the guy she’s coming to see is her ex. Shirley and Dad told me all about her, but they never told me her name because they couldn’t remember it. Adam has always been a player; a new girl every day, but this one’s supposed to be the one. My step-mom thinks she’s pregnant because Adam’s eager to marry her. Either way, the thought of him touching her destroys my peace.
    I’ve had enough of this. I want a reason to see her. It’s Saturday, so I make my way to his place to talk to him about the problem he’s gotten himself into again. I should’ve called first, but I need to see her. It’s a fool’s desire, but I’ve got to see if she still has the hold on me. Tonight, we’re having a family dinner at my parents and they’ve invited Brooke. I knock and no one answers, but I’ve got the key since the time he was too drugged up and we had to kick down the door. I unlock it and creep in hoping that he’s not drugged out again.
    That’s when I hear what I don’t want to hear. “Ah, ah, ah!” She’s crying out as she gets pounded.
    “Fuck, yeah. Take that shit,” Adam shouts as the sound of slapping flesh rips through the air and tears at my insides.
    I scram out the door in a fucking hurry to get back in my truck. Tossing my head against the headrest I try to catch my breath. For the first time since my mother died, I feel the sting of tears in my eyes. How the fuck could I be this old and powerful and yet such a big fucking pussy?
    Pulling my shit together, I go into my office. I’m always busy with cases, but lately, I’ve been spending all my time at work. It’s the only thing that helps. I tried to find a replacement for Blossom, I mean Brooke, but I couldn’t go through with it. No woman’s fake smile compared to hers. She’s always on my mind from that one short train ride. It’s almost time to go when I send my father a text saying, I can’t make it to dinner tonight, stuck at the office. It’s a fucking copout, but it’s too much. I might try to steal her away and fuck her until she forgets Adam.
    My phone is instantly ringing. “Dad, I don’t have time to be talking right now. I’m really busy.”
    “Bullshit, Devin. I haven’t cared for your attitude these past couple of weeks. Get your ass down to the house. You’ve cancelled on us since you got back from your trip,” he complains.
    “I’ve got my reasons,” I reply succinctly.
    “Does it have anything to do with Adam’s girlfriend? He says you met her on