I closed my eyes, wishing I could be anywhere but here when I felt his body pull away from me. I snapped my gaze up, wondering why he would give me space for the first time all night. And then I saw him. Tyler. He had Houston pushed up against a wall, his hands clenched into Houston’s silvery shirt. Even though Houston outweighed Tyler by at least fifty pounds, he cowered away from him. Tyler jerked his hands and growled, “If you touch her again, you'll die.” Terror was clear in Houston’s eyes as he held up his hands and said, “I don't want her anyway.” Tyler shook his head, a vein in his neck
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