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BROOKLYN
Now that I was just one of many watching Camden, I decided to take a week off. It felt good to relax and sit around the home I’d left for four months. It smelled exactly the way I left it and my bed had never felt so comfortable; except, something was missing. My brother gloated by sending me texts of how he and Camden were out at bars drinking. I could only imagine what else they were doing and who they were taking home. I didn’t give a rat’s a*s who my brother screwed around with, but I’d spent months keeping women away from Camden. He was sure to make up for lost play time.
It wasn’t until just recently I’d figured out the underlying reason why I did that. I didn’t want to see him with other women. In fact, the thought outright pissed me off. Whatever Jason’s game was, it
