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My Katie replies right away.

You would never hurt me.

I squeeze my phone so hard I expect the screen to shatter.

I lick my lips and I can taste her tit. Her body. Her sweet cunt.

Mutt whistles for me.

I tuck my phone into my back pocket and approach him.

“That one was a bitch,” Mutt says with a laugh.

I swing my right fist and clock Mutt right in the mouth.

Not hard, but hard enough to draw blood and send him down to his ass.

“That’s a paying customer, you fucking moron,” I growl at him. “Quit trying to stick your dick in everything. You’re an ugly fuck, you know that? One of these days someone is going to file a complaint and it’s going to kill this business. Then what?”

Mutt rubs his cheek. Tears are in his eyes.

“It was just shop talk, Corbin, that’s all,” Mutt whispers.

“Go wash the blood out of your mouth,” I say. “Jerk off too if you have to. You sick fucker.”

I step over my cousin.

As I move toward the wall where we have the work orders lined up, I see a car pull into the lot.

It catches my attention right away.

It’s a very familiar car.

In fact…

I grit my teeth, ready to deal out some punishment to my Katie girl.

Because it’s her fucking car pulling into the lot right now. In the middle of a work day. In the middle of my day.

I take two steps from the garage and freeze in place.

My Katie girl isn’t driving her car right now.

Her fucking fiancé is.

Chapter 23

Kate

My right footand leg are bouncy, my nervousness way too obvious. I keep swallowing. I can’t focus for shit. My eyes look outside over and over. I’m giving myself away, but I can’t stop it.

“Too much caffeine?” Mary Beth asks from across the small table.

“Yeah,” I say way too loud, my eyes way too wide.

Mary Beth inches back in her chair. “Whoa. What are you hiding?”

My face burns hot. Red hot.