Page 312 of Breaking the Rules

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"You think I'm gonna ditch Chase just because you asked for the five-hundredth time?" Griffin asks.

"He's a dick," Wes says.

"So are you."

"Less of a dick."

"See. He's even got a smaller dick!"

Griffin rolls his eyes.

Hunter laughs, but it doesn't hide the hurt in his expression. He's given his brother space for months now. But the space between them kills him.

Fucking Wes starts this conversation every time Griffin stops by.

Don't get me wrong. I like Wes.

But he's either oblivious to Hunter's pain or he's reveling in it.

Maybe his intentions are good. Maybe he thinks he's pushing Hunter. But…

Fuck anyone who hurts him.

"You all right, baby?" Hunter's fingers brush my palm.

I look to Brendon. Make sure he's focused on his client. "Brendon said you wanted to take me and Kay to dinner sometime."

"Yeah." Hunter nods.

"Like a double date?" I ask.

"Sorta." He reaches over. Brushes a hair behind my ear. Rests his palm on my cheek.

I lean into the touch.

Let my eyes close.

Let my body fill with warmth.

This is so stupid. So risky. So reckless.

And, right now, I'm so apathetic.

God, I need him touching me.

I need all of him.

All the time.

And I need—

Well, one thing at a time.

"Have an announcement to make," he says.

"You gonna fill us in on the dirt?" Wes asks. "Tell me you're finally getting that Evanescence tattoo."

Hunter shakes his head. "He can't let go of that."

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