She was Fox’s girl. Of course he’d claimed her the second she’d drifted back into town like a seed looking to plant itself in the dirt of our lives. She’d gotten under his skin just like before and now he owned her. But not for long. The girl was ripe for the picking. And if she didn’t come knocking at my door for a taste of my cock soon enough, then I’d take her myself. It was tit for tat after all. You fuck my life, I’ll fuck your girl, brother.
