“Please, Brooke.” He takes a step back, his hands still in the air. “I just need to talk to you.” I don’t want to talk to Hunt. I want to go home and have dinner and possibly a bubble bath. But I need to work with this guy—I can’t be his enemy. And I’m admittedly curious about what he has to say. “Fine,” I say. “What is it?” “Brooke.” His forehead crinkles. “Look, I’m sorry about what happened with Nelson today. It wasn’t like I meant to hurt him.” “Yeah, right.” “I didn’t.” He shakes his shaved head. “But you know what, even if I did, he deserves it. Do you have any idea what that guy did to
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