“You have got to be the stupidest son of a bitch I have ever known. Just sex? Have you lost your mind?” “She’s got me by the balls. I can’t think straight.” Rex poured coffee, sloshing as much on the red Formica counter as he did in the mugs. “You saw the look in her eyes. She’s picking everything apart. I don’t want her to feel threatened or cornered. I’m also not going to fool myself into thinking she’d ever move back here. But maybe, just maybe, she’ll visit. And that’s good enough for me. I’ll take whatever crumbs she throws our way.” Because he loved her so much it hurt. “Are you going to make breakfast or what?” Tyler jerked his thumb toward the fridge. “Only thing in there is almond milk and not much of that.” He tucked his arms over his chest. “How could we have been so oblivious, Rex? Derek had lost weight. We fell for his bullshit about working out and staying fit. He was as far from fit as a person could get.” That was apparent…now.
