He punched something in, then he said, “I’ll call you tomorrow. We got some catching up to do.”
He said it in that no-nonsense tone of his I hadn’t heard in well over a decade. Therefore, I smiled.
Then I looked at Harlee, ignoring the other women, “If you don’t want me to work for you, I understand. Just please, do me the courtesy of telling me to my face.”
Then I walked, and laid down a twenty on the bar top and looked at Birdie, “Will this cover my meal?”
She winked, “Yeah, darlin’. You're good.”
I nodded, and then with my head held high, I walked out of the bar and grill.
Only allowing myself to shed one tear for being judged for something I had no part in. Again.
This was supposed to be my fresh start.
My new beginning.
But hey, you know the saying... if everyone is an asshole, maybe the asshole is you.
‘To find your own way is to follow your bliss.’
– Unknown.
Chapter 6
Alec
I watched with narrowed eyes as Cassie did the same thing to me that she had done to Bronson.
What. The. Fuck.
Then I held in a growl when he asked her for her number.
Then I watched as Cassie paid Birdie, who shot Talia a mean side eye, and then I watched as she left.
Then I twisted my head, crossed my arms over my chest, and glared at Talia.
I stood there, glaring at Talia.
I asked, “You know, sometimes, I really wonder if the man above forgot to give you a filter?”
Then I snapped, “Who in the fuck gave you the right to judge her like that? What the fuck is wrong with you?”
She looked at me, “Seriously? You're saying that to me? Do we need to go over history?”
I shook my head, “I never thought I would ever say this, but I’m embarrassed to be your brother.”
Talia scoffed, “Yeah? Well, I’m embarrassed to be your sister. The little sister of the entire town’s good time playboy.”
I scoffed right back, “You know, if you paid attention to anything outside of your own little world, you would see that that isn’t the case. Plus, you would see something that’s right in front of your face.”
She lifted a brow, “Care to elaborate?”
I shook my head, “Nah. You don’t deserve it. And here’s a guess, the reason you can’t find a man to love you, is because you're so high up there on your fucking high horse that you can’t see that the perfect man is standing right beside you.” And when I said that I pointed at Dom.
Then I looked at him, “Get the fuck over what all those cunts have said about you. They’re wrong. We all know better.”
And with that, I turned on my boot and walked out of the bar.
