He couldn’t help the way his lips quirked up, thinking about how his brother spent his nights. Maybe Hannah wasn’t the only one who made Gavin smile. “Hey, bro, I’m going to be a little bit late.” Gavin’s brother Slade yawned as he spoke. The phone ringing on his desk interrupted his nasty inner monologue. She’s a whole twenty feet away from you eight plus hours a day. Yeah, you did such a great job staying way far away from her, you idiot. His only reason for smiling anymore was the one person he must stay far, far away from. His employees thought he was dedicated, but the truth was he had nothing better to do. He always gave up and, after a punishing run, came in to the office. He rose long before the sun, nightmares chasing away any semblance of peaceful sleep. Even the coffee was the same, just like every other morning. The same buildings and trees, the same smog hanging over the same traffic jam this time of morning. From the top floor of the Black Oak Oil building, he could practically see all the way to Fort Worth. Gavin James put down his coffee and looked out over the Dallas skyline.
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