Blood beats like a drum in my ears at the sight of my future wife throwing back a shot with the same asshole hockey player from the office, who has his fucking hand on her hip. Me: I’ll be there in ten. Matthias: You live twenty minutes away. Me: Don’t let her leave with any of them. Matthias: I like you like this, brother. Me: Like what? Matthias: Desperate. It’s cute. Me: Fuck you. Any other time, I’d be happy Matthias is joking around. He’s been closed off since the incident. But right now, all I can focus on are the fingers wrapped around Misty’s waist. Matthias: You better hurry or
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