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“The sound of a rumbling Harley wasn’t anything out of the ordinary around Ellsberg. This bike roared its engine once, twice, again and again as if attempting to gain someone’s attention. Or challenge a person to a fight maybe.
A frowning Aaron looked outside and his expression darkened. “It’s your fuckwad stepbrother.�
My stomach flipped and I backed away from the door as if I might run. Returning to sanity, I sighed. “How would he know?�
“I don’t know. I’ll tell him to fuck off.� Aaron walked onto the porch and Dylan turned of the Harley.
I watched Dylan stop at the front fence where he glared at Aaron. “I know Lark’s here. She needs to come home.�
“Fuck off,â€� Aaron said, keeping his promise to tell Dylan just that.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Cobra