![]() ![]() I know I shouldn’t feel a sense of satisfaction at the sight of it, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t. Blood pools in the corner of Todd’s mouth. Knox yanks Todd to his feet by the collar of his shirt. Todd doesn’t get far before Knox nabs him. The jerk’s eyes widen, and he starts to try to crab walk backwards to get away from him. “Keep running that mouth of yours, and I’ll break your jaw next time.” Knox takes a step toward him. I think he’s as shocked as everyone else in the restaurant. He looms over Todd, who is laid out on the floor with his hand at his chin. Right now, I’m feeling far from disgusted as I watch Knox standing up for me. ![]() Violence should never be the choice if there’s a way to avoid it. But I guess you got to get that cheap pussy sometim-”Īnd the next thing I know, Todd is on the floor, my knuckles are stinging, and the restaurant is shocked into silence. ![]() “You know.” He stands straight again and gives me a conspiratorial look. “What do you mean, Todd?” I try to keep my tone level, even as I can feel Ruby holding her breath. “Is that … Yeah, it is! Ruby!” He laughs. How you doing?” He leans over, his gaze catching on Ruby. Not to mention, he’s also the same immature jackass he always was. He always had a chip on his shoulder about that fact. His family is rich, but nowhere near the Lovejoy level. An all-around piece of shit who peaked in senior year and has been trying to relive the ‘glory days’ ever since. “Todd.” I turn and find my old high school friend Todd Davies. Important Reasons for Having Mirrors in Elevators ![]()
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