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61 " the door, chosen for such an occasion. Jett’s eyes narrowed but he didn’t comment. “I assumed you needed me and that you knew what you "
― J.C. Reed , Conquer Your Love (Surrender Your Love, #2)
62 " were doing,” Kenny said. “You should’ve specified a place. Not my fault "
63 " you’re being incautious, bro. "
64 " Fuck it. He was right, of course, but the knowledge didn’t stop Jett from glowering. To hide his irritation, he poured two glasses of double malt whiskey from the carafe on the coffee table and pushed one toward Kenny. “It’s barely "
65 " morning,” Kenny remarked, his fingers clutching at the glass with remarkable eagerness. “Who the fuck cares?” “Point taken. "
66 " The whiskey tasted like expensive honey. A bit too sweet, with smoky and earthy undertones. He hated it, but it was the beverage that went "
67 " down best with his clients and as such he always had a bottle available in his office. In his five years working for Mayfield Realties he had "
68 " never touched it—until today. “I need you to find someone because my private investigator’s doing a shit job, and "
69 " you’re the only person I trust, "
70 " Jett said, barely noticing his friend’s half full glass. Kenny didn’t blink. “How urgent is it?” “Major deal.” “A good hookup and can’t find her number?” Kenny grinned. He had no idea how close he was to the truth. “Something like that,” Jett remarked dryly as he retrieved a brown Manila envelope "
71 " from his cabinet and tossed it to Kenny. “Here’s everything you need to know about her. And there’s something else you need to get me.” Kenny’s brow shot up "
72 " as he flicked through the envelope and Brooke’s details. His stare remained glued to Brooke’s sleeping face with her wavy hair spread across the pillow like a halo. The picture had been taken with Jett’s "
73 " cellphone in his luxurious Manhattan apartment, on the last day they spent together. Jett had been sitting in the chair opposite from the "
74 " four-poster bed, torn "
75 " whether to spill his secret because she had opened up to him a few days previously, telling him about her painful past and why she didn’t want a relationship. He felt he owed her the truth, but in the end he decided "
76 " not to spoil the moment. It had been a big mistake because the next thing he knew they had a fight, and she was gone. Missing without "
77 " trail. And he never had the opportunity to explain things. “Hey, you still with me?” Kenny said, observing Jett, assessing him. “Why did she leave?” “I dunno. Ask me something "
78 " else!” Jett grimaced and refilled their glasses. He swigged down the golden liquid in one gulp while Kenny stared at his, leaving it untouched "
79 " I’d do anything for you. You know that?” he whispered into my ear. “If you fell, I’d hold you. If you were afraid, I’d wrap my arms around you and take away your fears. I’d die to keep you safe, but more than anything I’d do whatever it takes to keep you by my side. For you I’d conquer anything, everything, anytime. "
80 " this time. The whiskey burned down Jett’s throat and probably messed with his brain. The beauty of oblivion. If he couldn’t find her, then that "