“You are so fucked, brother.” My face twisted, and I shrugged him off. “She’s the chief’s daughter. Not my type.” Royal’s hearty laugh rumbled through the loud bar. “Is that why it looks like you’re about to rip the guy from limb to limb and beat him to death with his own arms?” I laughed at Royal’s ridiculous—though not really a bad idea—comment. The last time I’d been face-to-face with her, I may have acted like a jerk, but she ghosted me. I had zero interest in giving in to the temptation of her.
