BRANDON
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“I f****d up.” I announced as I collapsed on Ethan’s couch.
“Just because my wife and kid are away doesn’t mean you can barge into my house, Brandon.” When I didn’t respond to that, he sighed. “What? Dinner didn’t go well?”
“Not only did it not go well, I even made her cry. I’m not sure how but she ended up in tears. How could I fix that?”
“No wonder you came here straight.” Ethan was intrigued. He had been sitting by the bar when I came in but he walked toward me and joined me on the couch. “What in God’s name did you say to her?”
My eyebrows furrowed as I tried to think about where things went wrong. One moment, she was hitting me. The next, she was sobbing. “I guess she’s still mad at me.”
Ethan snorted. “No s**t, genius. I’d hate you too.” I gave him a blank stare. “
