Filthy Rage (Second Chance With My Brother's Best Friend, Book Five) - Plot & Excerpts
the man called out. Landon was facing me, and ignored him, unaware the man was talking to him. I put a hand on his arm, hoping to pull him out before the guy said another word, but I was too slow. “Hey, Son,” the guy said. Son sounded like an insult, like he thought of Landon as a kid. Landon twisted around, glancing over his shoulder. The moment he met the guy’s eyes, it was all over. He stiffened, his muscles going taut. And then it got worse. Behind us, the door swung open again, and three more people walked in, finding seats with the millworker. Landon didn’t move, his back to me as he stared down the men across the bar. So long had passed that I thought he may have forgotten that the man had spoken to him. But then he finally replied. “What?” “That was a real shitty thing you did,”
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