“Does it make me a bad person if I say I don’t really give a shit?” Did it make him a bad person? No. But it made him not him. “You hit my brother tonight, Colton. You. Who has never gotten in a fight in your entire life.” “And I’d do it again.” “That’s what scares me. That wasn’t you tonight. But this is what happens when you get involved with me. My family stains everything.” His jaw hardened. “If you’re about to say what I think you are, just stop.” “I have to say it.” She rose on an elbow. “I’m bad for you.” Colton suddenly rolled away from her and rose from bed. He towered over her, hands
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