Chapter 16. His Story

Brenton's POV

"Wow, that's deep man! But, seriously Brent, you got it bad. Looks like you really care about her. I just need you to take care of yourself, man. You know, underneath those bad boys tats and piercings I know you're still you." Shane lectured me.

"Now, I don't do hugs. So how about we go out to my club, and clear the air a bit?" He got up and threw the empty beer cans and pizza boxes in the bin.

"I guess I can do club, let me shower and get change, give me ten minutes. Meanwhile, you can call Trisha and tell her that I'm good." I shouted from inside my bedroom.

We arrived at his club half an hour later. "Damn Shane, business is doing good for you. This place is packed. I never knew you're such a good businessman." I told him as we headed to the bar.

Soon as we were at the bar, women started closing in on us. I tried to be polite, but I was just not feeling it. Shane saw me and knew right away.

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