Chapter 22. Pressure Points

Beck escorted Myla to the restroom, and while he waited outside for her, Jared came to join him.

He leaned on the wall next to Beck, then patted him on the shoulder when he saw the silent anger on his face.

Beck raked a hand through his hair, staring at the door of the restroom Myla disappeared through. “He doesn’t get to do that,” he hissed out. “He doesn’t get to shut her out and torch everything in the process.”

Jared folded his arms and sighed. “He’s scared, B.”

“Of what? Her?” Beck’s laugh was bitter. “We nearly lost him last night, Jay. You think he gets to pick and choose who gives a damn?”

“Drop it,” Jared said finally, though his jaw flexed. “You know Hayden’s… complicated.”

“No,” Beck shot back. “Hayden’s an ass.”

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