He looked so bleak. My head whipped around to Braxton Outlaw. Everyone in the bar was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Boone said, “Fuck,” softly, under his breath. I had originally gone to find Boone at home, but when I arrived, Verity opened the door looking frazzled, with Duel on her hip, two babies crying in the background, and a dazed look that I could only associate with a protracted lack of sleep. She told me Boone had gone down to Outlaws to talk to Brax about the softball teams Boone was organizing among the business owners of Suttontowne. The first game was going to be on Saturday. Outlaw Landscaping against Outlaws. When he saw the look on my face, he made a grab for me, but I wrestled my arm out of his grasp, marching up to the bar. Ethan Fairchild took one look at my face and said, “Incoming.” “What the hell is wrong with you?” Brax stiffened. “We’re going to go a few rounds now, darlin’?” “Don’t darlin’ me. I’m sure that once you get home and tell River Pearl what you just said to her brother, you’re going to need all the darlin’s you’ve got.
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