Because he's right.
She's not mine.
Not my place.
Not my girl.
That doesn't stop something hot and ugly from clawing up my chest.
Justin steps between us.
"You're done, Chambers."
Dain lifts his hands like this is a joke.
"I already had my turn," he says.
Leon steps forward.
I block him without looking.
I won't let Dain sinks his teeth into Leon. If Leon knew everything I did - Dain wouldn't be talking out of this bar without help.
He won't let anyone disrespect his sister.
And if he knew, I-
I shake my head, ridding myself of the thought.
"Take a walk," Justin says again.
Dain grins through blood.
"You care too much," he mutters. "That's your problem."
Then he disappears into the crowd.
The music swallows him whole.
Leon lets go of me slowly.
"What the hell was that?"
"He's a dick."
"That's not new." He gives me an odd look, shaking his head slowly. "What's happening? Are you getting back with Harlow? I've been seeing her around Dain recently, but I didn't think she was worth starting a fight over."
I shake my head, mouth tightening in a grimace. Both at the pain in my hand and the thought of being anywhere near Harlow.
"No, I'm not getting back with her. It was a mistake the first time."
Leon claps my shoulder. "Good, she's a bitch and she treats your sister like crap." His eyes crinkle. "And probably Ivy be association."
I look to him, brow furrowed. "How-"
Leon shrugs. "I notice shit. Harlow is not a nice girl."
I flex my hand.
