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One more truck load and they’d be done moving Ellie’s stuff to the storage facility. Adrian was hungry, sweaty and looking forward to tonight. He couldn’t wait to spend time with Ellie—in and out of the bed. He wanted to get to know her better and a few days living together would do that.
He stepped off the elevator. Raised voices trickled down the hall. Marc was back. He ran toward the apartment.
“Don’t do anything stupid,” said Mitch as he and the other guys followed him.
“I bought that couch,” yelled Marc.
“With my money, so that makes it mine,” said Ellie.
Adrian burst into the apartment. If Marc was even close to Ellie, he’d beat the s**t out of him.
Marc spun toward the door. “You fucker. Get out of my apartment.”
“Make me.” He stepped forward. “I’ll be more than hap
