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It was cold today, so no one would question the sweatshirt hood pulled up.

And I’d borrowed my mom’s car so that no one would see my truck.

Mom hadn’t asked, and I hadn’t shared why I’d needed it.

She’d happily taken my truck, though, since it was ten years newer than hers and had “the best cruise control ever.”

Mom could afford a new car, of course, but she liked to pretend like she was poor so that she could spoil the grandkids with the money she wouldn’t spend on herself.

I’d just made it to the fourth floor via the stairs when I heard the yelling.

“Get out of my apartment, Joseph!”

My feet carried me fast toward the commotion, anger tailing my heels.

“No can do,” this Joseph loser said. “I’m looking for a check. You got your mail?”

I pushed through the open apartment door and took in the scene.

The asshole in front of me was walking around her apartment, uncaring that he’d been asked to leave multiple times since I’d been listening.

“Get. Out!” Bindi ordered, pointing not at the door, but at the window across the room.

Fuck.

“Sorry, but I’m…who are you?”

I narrowed my eyes. “If you don’t get out of her place right now, I’ll see you out myself.”

The anger in my voice caused his back to stiffen.

“I’m sorry, but you’re not necessary.” He crossed his arms and leaned his butt against the counter he was standing next to.

I pulled out my badge and said, “Yes, I am. Now, get out before I take you out.”

The man’s eyes narrowed. “What the hell is this, Lea?”

The fact that he made no move to leave let me know just how entitled he felt like he was.

Prick.

“What do you mean, what is this?” she snapped. “This is the man I’m seeing, and he’s asking you to leave because he has the right to do so!”

Fuck.

Why did I like the way that sounded so much?

My chest puffed out, pride at being called hers, even if it was fake, filling my soul.

“Sure.” He laughed. “Like someone would date you with that attitude.”

I started to move toward him, ready to remove him physically, when it hit me.

I’d seen him before.

In the hotel lobby a couple years ago as he walked to his family that were impatiently waiting for the woman that’d been trailing behind.

Mother fucker.

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