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Chapter Twenty-Five

Brady

Brady had worked out at the gym, eaten lunch and did his laundry. It was after 2:00 in the afternoon and he had some reports to prepare for a few interested investors. He could not avoid going into work. The brewery was his livelihood and he helped to build it from day one. He had wanted to give Rex some time to cool off because a scene at the brewery wouldn’t be good for business.

Brady:Is it safe to come in?

Taylor:Define safe

Brady:Is he in yet?

Taylor:He was here before me

Brady:I have work to do

Taylor:U should have thought of that before u started banging his sister

Brady:Whose side r u on

Taylor:The one that doesn’t get me punched

Brady:I’m coming in

Taylor:Uh ok

He was going to have to face Rex eventually. And probably sooner rather than later. His relationship with Jane was out. There was no more hiding. Strangely, that lifted something off his chest. He’d expected to feel heavier with the fallout, but instead, there was a lightness in finally being honest. Even though Rex was pissed and the air between them still tense, he and Jane were solid. Stronger than ever. That mattered more than anything.

He breezed through the front doors of the brewery. Rage Against the Machine piped through the speakers. He couldn’t tell if that was Taylor’s choice or Rex’s.

Sam worked the bar. Taylor stood on one of the safety ladders in the brew room checking something higher up on one of the tanks. He weaved through the tables and patrons toward the office.

Rex sat at the desk typing away on his laptop.

“Rex.” He greeted him.

Rex raised his gaze slowly and glared. His fingers stalled over the keyboard.

“Did you want to talk about this?” He closed the door to the office and sat in one of the chairs in front of the desk. Quicker exit, if needed and gave Rex the position of power.

“No. I don’t.” His voice lowered, but he didn’t stop glaring at him.

“At some point, we have to.” He didn’t know when he’d grown the balls to confront Rex. He’d been the one wanting to keep his relationship with Jane a secret. But now that it was out in the open, nothing was going to stop him from being with her. Even Rex.

“No. We don’t.” He slapped his hand on the desk. “You’ll just leave Jane alone and I’ll try to pretend that you aren’t a complete asshole.”

“That isn’t going to work.” He lifted a foot and crossed it over his knee. His hand gripped his ankle, holding it in place and giving his hand something to do. His stomach felt like he was riding front car on a rollercoaster.