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chance they would have to present a united front, show her that they were for real.
    They thought they’d had a future once, with a woman they had meet after they got home from their first tour in the Marines. She was nice, sweet, caring, and had been open to a ménage relationship, too. They thought she’d been it for them, until they really got to know her. On the outside she was what they wanted, but on the inside she was cold. Calculating. She tried to play them against each other, make the other jealous about who she spent the most time with. It might have worked, but Ty knew that their hearts hadn’t been engaged. So when they came home after their second tour and found out she’d been cheating while they were gone, neither was saddened by it. More annoyed than anything.
    Ty had been relieved. He hadn’t realized at the time that he wasn’t happy with her, until she was gone. She tried to play Nate into thinking that she was lonely and needed someone, that it was somehow their fault she was a cheater. Thankfully, he had been less engaged with her than Ty had, so he just walked away without a backward glance.
    Once they’d retired and decided to put their skills to use, they both realized how much happier they were and decided to try looking for a woman to complete them. They always knew they’d have the same type of relationship as their parents. It was a relief to know that if something ever happened to either of them, the other would be there to take care of their wife and children.
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    Getting up the next morning, stiff from not moving all night and in fear that her father would hear her and come pounding on the door, Keeley looked at the time and realized it was later than she thought. With only a few hours to get ready before her lunch date with Nathaniel and Tyler, she got up slowly to get showered and changed into something that wasn’t four sizes too big and didn’t have holes, like the clothes she’s usually worn. Hopefully it won’t be raining like the forecast had been predicting either.
    Making her way quietly out of her room, Keeley darted into the bathroom across the hall to get ready for the day. Undressing, she noticed her arm was bruised from her fall the day before, but nothing major, and the fingerprints were much more noticeable on her neck, too. With tears welling up in her eyes, she hopped into the lukewarm shower and washed up quickly. Getting dressed in something presentable was a little harder than she suspected, her clothes were old hand me downs. Nothing fit properly and it was all worn and holey. Finding a pair of jeans that hung off her hips just a little, and only had holes in the knees, then grabbing a sweater and tossing it on, she figured it would have to be good enough for now. Towel drying her hair was all she was able to do before putting it up in a ponytail.
    Grabbing her bag, she went out to the kitchen to grab a drink and something quick to eat, before making the long walk to the restaurant. Stopping short when she saw her father looking in the fridge, she was torn about running out the door and staying there. Her indecision cost her.
    “What the fuck are you looking at?” He barked at her.
    “Nothing,” she replied meekly.
    Seeing the anger in his face and etched in every line of his body, Keeley started to shake in fear. “What are you shaking for, girl?” He snarled. “You scared? You should be,” he said while advancing on her.
    Taking a step back for every step forward he took, she hit the wall at her back. “Please don’t,” she pleaded.
    Slamming his fists on the wall on either side of her head he had her boxed in, scaring her even more. “I’m thinking you’re holding out on me with your money, huh. Time for you start making more.”
    “I’m not, I swear,” she whispered, afraid to speak too loudly, in case she angered him more by thinking she was talking back.
    “Liar!” He yelled at her making her wince. “Ya know…,” he