Chapter 372

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Arrick s POV ~ Watching Sophie dance with Natasha ~ " Here, you look like you need these Nate pushes the tray of shots between us on the high table by the window, overlooking the dancefloor and I smile his way weakly. I feel like hell, already drunk and intend to get more so. " " And the rest. I raise my brows in defeat and down the five Jaeger Bombs in a row he has bought for me, before washing away the taste with a beer and pray to god the alcohol hits fast and kills this agony I m feeling tonight. Restless, head a mess and sometimes I curse this brain of mine for how it operates. Jake got my dad s decisive mind and arrogant attitude in most things; I got my mom s caring brain and worry wart nature. " "For the most part I don t mind it, but in this, it sucks like hell and if

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