Chapter 62

AARON

Holy shi t. I just walked into a frat house.

That’s my first impression of Pack Roberts’ main hall.

There are pool tables and flat screen tv’s. Bars with cases of alcohol stacked haphazardly. At least a dozen empty kegs are lined like silver building blocks along one wall.

Couches have cigarette burns and look old, the leather faded and cracking.

I stare into the far right corner. Thinking I must be wrong about what I see.

But. Nope. It’s right there…

A stripper pole.

Naturally.

And the whole room bears an unforgettable stench.

stale beer. Smoke.

place is a

glance at Leah.

measure of shock and then she snaps her mo uth sh ut and forces her face into a pleasant expression. The shock and revulsion are hidden behind her ‘nice’

expression one too many

beside her. I address

“You have

takes in this trashed room. She has an

Leah, I can sense

It’s not a one-night bender that tarnished this

I think maybe it was some small miracle that Leah came to live with me. I can’t imagine

this way,” Liam

holds out his arm for Leah

next to

casts me a di rty

sed. I

going to abandon her. And she’s got to know that even though

pretty major

apart. He moves across the room to sweep aside the heavy curtains. Light streams in, making all the

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