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“Hey, that shipment of new protein powders came in,” Jax says as he strides toward the kitchen. He stops after Finn starts laughing. “Shit. Sorry.”
My new rule of not talking shop at home is basically being broken every chance they get.
He grimaces when I give him the side eye. “Pretend I didn’t say that.”
He’s only able to retreat a couple of steps when the doorbell rings. As if on cue, each of us pull out our phones to check the video doorbell—also courtesy of my brother.
A girl with long blond hair, impeccable makeup, and a hoodie tied around her waist fidgets outside. I frown at the video, about to ask the guys who it is when Finn says, “Oh shit.”
I glance up in time to see him flick his gaze to his older brother with wide eyes.
Jax roars, a sound like none other. He pulls his hand back and throws his phone against the wall, smashing it to pieces. Maxie jumps into my lap, cowering. I pet him reassuringly while my boyfriend’s brother fucking loses it. His shoulders heave, his face twists into agony and so much painful hate that a sliver of ice forms in the pit of my stomach.
Whoever this girl is, she’s unwelcome here. Especially to Jax.
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