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Chapter 22

(Bryson's POV)

I'm a guy.

Typically, if a guy - a hormonal one, might I add - would confront a cat fight, the normal response would be "Wow! That's hot!", "Damn!", "Hell yeah!" or whatever was generally said to such circumstance.

To such event graced the male populace, they viewed it as live sadistic lesbian porno.

But, I wasn't your typical normal guy.

A cat fight between two female Alerians; an ex girlfriend and a girl whom I had slept with two years ago, wasn't considered hot on my vocabulary.

Brutal would be appropriate.

I was shocked to say when Rebecca landed on my car's windshield with a crash, followed by a pissed off Ciara, charging like a red bull to finish her off...

All I could do for five seconds was stare.

45 minutes earlier...

I sighed. Reagan has been incognito for two days now.

I'd been trying to reach her, but as always, it went straight to her voicemail. Where on earth could she be? Of all days where I was ready to pour my heart out and tell her how she still meant
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