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to be returned, but for once, I push them all aside and spend the day hanging out with Trey.
    Spending the day playing pool and a game or two of basketball remind me of when we were younger. We were troubled kids back then. Two guys with nothing to lose and a load full of bitterness stacked on our backs. It’s amazing we turned out halfway decent and not locked up doing ten to twenty in some state penitentiary. I think the fact that we had each other was the only thing that kept us somewhat straight. Who better to be miserable with than your brother and best friend for life. We never did drugs or used alcohol to drown out our problems. Instead we used our hatred for the foster system to fuel us to do better, to make something out of ourselves, so that one day we could do the same for someone else.
    “Heads up,” Trey shouts. I shake off my thoughts and glace up in time to see the basketball come flying my way. Throwing my arms up, I grab it before it has a chance to make purchase with my face.
    “You ought to be glad I caught that in time,” I gripe bitterly.
    Trey ducks his head, and I notice a slight movement in his shoulders. I think he is laughing at me. I don’t like to be laughed at. In fact, most people, besides Trey wouldn’t openly do so.
    “Something funny brother?” I roll my shoulders as I try hard to keep my composure. I am so close to exploding.
    Trey lifts his head and sure enough, the bastard is laughing. “Yes, I am. I don’t ever remember you being this twisted over a girl before. Stop being stupid.”
    I clench my fists feeling my temper rising to dangerous levels. “So now I am not only funny but stupid as well? You have a death wish tonight? What the fuck is your problem?” I bark.
    I take a few threatening steps towards Trey and he immediately backs up, hands going out in front of him as if they are enough to stop me. “Wait, wait! Give me a chance to explain.”
    I cock my head in irritation and he does not miss beat as he continues. “I don’t find you funny and until this whole stupid fucked up mess with Kelly happened, you’ve never been stupid either.” Rubbing at the back of his neck he gives me a hard look. “You have never been one to let anything stop you. Hell, after our parents died, we grew up with shit for a life and a handful of reasons to never amount to anything. You took what we had and turned it into a college degree and a company worth millions.”
    “What’s your point?”
    He sighs. “My point is that you need to stop mopping around here and start planning how to once again turn a bad situation into gold. Get your head out of your ass and do something. If she is so damn special, then don’t let her slip through your fingers.”
    Nodding my head, I can’t help but laugh a little. Not because I find anything he said funny, but because he’s right. I hate it when he is right.
    “You’re right,” I snap. Losing what little patience I have left, I throw the ball back at him with force. He’s quick. With a spin he ducks in time, managing to only get grazed on the arm, instead of the chest hit I was aiming for. I grin, hearing his sharp intake of breath. At least I’m not the only one now feeling beat up.
    “I’ve got some phone call to make. Have fun tonight with Sasha, and do yourself a favor, and stay out of my way for a while,” I yell back as I head back inside to my office. Without checking or caring what time it is, I grab my cellphone, and call the one person I should have phoned hours ago.
    It takes a few rings but I smile when I hear her annoyed voice pick up the line. “I know for the sake of my business I need to be cordial, but I am finding it hard to do so right now. You’ve put me in a bad spot. What do you want Daemon?”
    “Hi Cherie. It’s great to hear we are on the same page. We need to talk business.” I growl into the line.

Chapter 5 – Kelly

    I woke up alone back in my bed.
    Even, Dimples seems to have vanished on me. My arms