Jeffrey peered at Everett whose expression had soured and instinctively followed his gaze.

"Uh... Your rival, man, he's really laying it on thick! His crush on Dorothy is practically neon-sign obvious." Everett frowned, dragging his gaze back and shot Jeffrey a look. "Shut up." Jeffrey grabbed the pack of cigarettes, lit one up, and didn't bother getting into the car. He just stood there taking a few drags.

"Seriously though, you throwing in the towel on Dorothy?" Everett's fingers paused on his laptop, his voice barely audible.

"Jeffrey, you got a death wish?" "Not really." Jeffrey took one last puff and flicked the cigarette butt away, bending down to Everett's level, "I got played with the whole Paige thing. That kid ain't mine; she's Arthur's! He got me hammered and

for years? How many men could do that? Now that Dorothy's back on the market and Everett's apparently out of the picture, wouldn't Kenneth be over the moon? Who's to say he won't make his move, turn the tables, and if that happens, the one losing his mind would probably be Everett! "Jeffrey, what's between me and Dorothy... it's not as simple as you

a good man." "Damn, you're serious this time?" "Yeah." Jeffrey nodded, "Alright,

just went up! You think I should go after Karen now?" "You scared of him?" "Scared! He's your rival; you can step on him and nobody would bat an eye. But he's Karen's cousin. She treated him like a

saying yes, but somehow, in the end, backed

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