JUSTIN'S POV
“Cooper, chill. Let it go,” I try to step between him and Black. I get that he’s looking out for me but Black’s volatile, and I can deal with him without a brawl. “I can handle this.”
Cooper shoots me a glare and I swear, it’s like Katy is staring at me through him. “Handle it? By handing this dude fifteen hundred every damn week? I heard everything, J, and I’m not letting this guy walk out tonight.”
The anger in his voice is clear, and there’s no way I’m taking him on with Zach, Luke, and Martin backing him up.
“Okay…” Black shrugs, like he doesn’t even care. “Wanna know? Fine. Your boy owes me. Took some coke from me and won’t pay.”
My head jerks toward him, eyes widening. I can’t believe what I’m hearing. Me? Take coke and not pay? My fists ball at my sides, my teeth
