All Yours, Daddies
In a flash, Kevin pulls the door open, drags Ronan out of the car, and lands a punch on his face.
I scream, watching Ronan stagger backwards.
Suddenly, all I can see is red.
One second, I’m behind Jaxon, and the next, Jaxon is on the floor, and I’m crossing over him as I run towards Kevin who has his hands full with the collar of Ronan’s shirt.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, man?”
“Let me go, Kev. We can talk about this.” Ronan’s voice is dangerously calm. He doesn’t seem to care that his nose is bleeding into his mouth.
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