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away.
    “Really.” Dean states.
    “If that’s the case, you are welcome here any night.”
    “Appreciate it,” he mutters shoving more food into his mouth.
    I know that look. I hated feeling pitied too. That’s why I kept most of my shit to myself. Buried it deep then pounded it a few feet deeper.
    “It’s cool, Kid.” I reassure him.
    The room gets silent briefly, but Dean breaks it. “So you,” he says, pointing to Luke, “are the nurse that tends to his wounds right? After his fights?”
    He nods. “Correct.”
    “And you…” he continues, pointing his fork at Erin, “must be the reason the Ring Side Girls look so hot at those fights. Am I right?”
    “Why yes you are.” She giggles and leans back. “How’d you know?”
    “Aside from the fact that you’re smokin’ hot?” His compliment makes her grin again.
    Wow. This kid really is me.
    “You don’t strike me as the nerd girl who’s got his boxers in a twist.” Dean tosses his head in my direction.
    “Fuck you, Kid,” I grumble and prop my arms up on the table.
    “I like you, Dean.” Luke laughs lightly before I toss him a ‘go to hell’ look.
    “Is it the nerd girl that is causing you to deny eating my pancakes?” Erin asks and points to my plate that’s only missing three bites.
    “I’m not hungry.”
    “Since when are you not hungry?” she counters.
    “Since when do you put too much sugar in your pancakes?”
    Erin quickly scoffs, “I. Did. No. Such. Thing!”
    “Pancakes are perfect,” Dean chimes in smacking slightly, I assume to prove his point that the pancakes are indeed great.
    “So it is about her.” Luke declares.
    “Can we not talk about Maxx?” My mood shifts as does my body in my seat.
    “Where is Maxx?” Dean questions, starting in on my plate of food. “I’d like to meet her.”
    The first morning that I’m up before her. Come to think of it, she didn’t even rush out to see why Erin was screaming. Maybe she bailed early this morning to avoid seeing me. Again.
    Erin’s nails tap her juice glass. “Didn’t come home last night.”
    Uncomfortable with that answer I ask, “Where is she?”
    “No clue.”
    Tony. She ran to Tony after she left me. I just fucking know it. That fucking weasel probably told her what a dick I am and used that as his in with her. What a fucking snake! How the fuck could she go from falling into my bed into his? Did you have something to do with it?! Aren’t you on my side?
    Feeling the blood in my veins beginning to simmer I clench my fist. “I’m gonna grab my workout shit. Kid, you wanna go for a round at the gym or you want me to take you home?”
    He tries not to sound too eager but misses the mark. “Gym is cool!”
    I stand up and head towards the stairs even though Erin is on my tail. On a sharp turn at the bottom of the steps I toss my hand in the air. “What?”
    In a low voice she says, “I know what you’re thinking, Kellar.”
    “That all my good underwear is dirty?”
    So kill me for the fact that I haven’t done laundry in a few days. Been a little busy.
    “Fucking gross.” She shakes her head. “I meant about Maxx.”
    “I’m not thinking about Maxx. I’m thinking about my underwear and the fact that I fucking hate laundry.”
    “Kellar—”
    “No.” I shut her off. “I’m not thinking about Maxx. I don’t give a fuck why she didn’t come home last night. Or whose bed she fucking slept in that wasn’t mine. The subject of Maxx and me is as dead as my old man. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to put on underwear and get to a place that allows me to put my fist through something without consequences.”
    I turn and march up the stairs just as I hear Luke say, “Quit staring at my sister’s ass, Kid. You’re way too young.”
    The corner of my lip curves up.
    It’s alright that you’re smirking too. The fact that my mini me acts likes my mini me is a good reason to smile. Besides, there aren’t many things for us to laugh about