Page 179 of Inferno

“Speaking to me will only make it worse. He needs to stay on that side of the pond.”

“You got it.”

As the door clicks shut, I knock back my whiskey and pull up a text to Finn.

Me

I need to get some anger out. I’ll come with you tonight.

Finn

What about your girlfriend?

Me

I’ll knock you on your ass instead if you carry on.

Me

I’ll have Conan stay here tonight.

Finn

yeah… cause he coped so well with her the first time. Get some rest, use your home gym, and let Con knock some sense into you. I don’t need help.

Me

fine.

I drop my phone onto the desk and sigh, cracking my knuckles.

Me: Meet me at my home gym when you’re free.

Conan replies instantly.

C

Frustrated?

Me

Pissed off…

I see the bubbles keep popping up, he’s probably laughing to himself as he texts.

C

you know, there’s a woman in your house who could resolve all your tension, rather than letting me beat the shit outta you.

M

ha ha. Shut it.

C

just saying.

I could just head to Inferno and fuck my frustrations away. There’s plenty of women ready and will be on their knees the second I snap my fingers. But with Charlotte in my home… it will be a useless attempt.

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