Chapter Forty-Three
Blake
“It’s depressing.” Benny tossed a handful of tinsel in the trash as he glanced around Sarge’s living room. “We go from happy holidays to celebrating another new year, and don’t get me started on the next one, Valentine’s Day. Give me a break. That’s just a suck hole for men and their wallets.”
I shook my head. He had been in a foul mood since Bri slowed down their relationship. I got it that they had moved too fast and really didn’t know one another.
“A day with naked babies shooting arrows at stuff.” He rubbed his head. “They should call it Broke Day for men in relationships and Blue Ball day for them who aren’t.”
“Wow, great use of the English language.” I laughed and grabbed another beer. I eyed Jackson, hoping he’d relieve me from Benny’s whining.
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