“No,” Hutch says. “No, no, no.” He’s fitting the pieces together, everything clicking into place for him. “No fucking way.” “Yes fucking way,” I tell him. “When?” “Does it matter?” He blows out a breath. “I…I guess not.” He shakes his head. “I just… Fuck! I don’t want anything to happen, you know? I don’t want her getting hurt. I don’t…” “I promise, you have nothing to worry about.” “You can’t say that for sure. You—” “I love her, Hutch.
