THIRTY
Walking along the passageway toward the mess, Sassi could hear her brother’s voice.
“No, no,” Stuart said. “I don’t agree with this. Sass should be staying right here.”
Swain grumbled and she slowed to listen by the door. “She needs closure,” Swain said. “If I thought tying her down would gimme an easy life I’d take it. I don’t want her hurt or anywhere near this bastard. We’ve faced every guy your dad owed; this is the only one she’s seen. She needs to do this. It’s how she’ll put all this crap behind her.”
“She’s locked herself in your f*****g bedroom for two days,” Stuart said. “f**k knows what you’ve done to her, what you’ve said. If you’re forcing her—”
“You don’t force Sassi to do anything,” Swain said, making her smile. “The girl rows to her own f*****g rhythm.”
“If he
