My Best Friend's Father
“Tesoro, don’t. That’s not Colin.”
“What? Then who is he?”
“Cole, his twin.”
“Another brother who touched you without consent,” he growls, cocking his gun.
“Tesoro, please! Let’s go. I want to go home.” He exhales, lowers his gun, and puts it back in his jacket.
“We’re not done, Brandi. I’ll see you later,” Cole says.
“If you come near her again, I will shoot you.”
“She’ll come find me. Stay safe until then, Brandi, and remember I love you.” He smiles, slips into his car, and drives off.