Jasper

"Where's your wife?" Nolan asks as I pull a chair out at Monroe's after a grueling day of work. 

I'm chilled to the bone and fuckin' ready for the warm front that's supposed to be coming in over the next few days. His question pisses me off. "Where's yours?"

His blue eyes harden as they bore into me. If I'm not mistaken, he's pissed too, but he's not rising to the bait. A mask covers his face, and he scoffs. "Never had one. Unlike you."

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