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On a savage groan, Heath threw his body against Cannon and they both went down

Not a problem

Despite the overload of eht he had the advantage, being on top Allowing him to raise up a little, Cannon waited for him to throw a punch, then isolated his ars to trap his head and upper body, one leg under Heath’s chin, the other across his chest with his ar his hips, he extended Heath’s arain, ensuring he’d dislocated the joint

Heath gave a wounded-bear roar The second Cannon released hi

Still driven by fury, Cannon punched his sain--

"Enough" Armie tackled hiravel When Cannon instinctively fought hih"

Cannon meant what he’d said He wanted to kill Heath

Arms locked around Cannon’s torso, Armie said in a harsh whisper, "This isn’t the audience you want to perform for"

The black cloud dissipated and reality sank in Fa, taking pictures with their cell phones

Breathing hard, Cannon easily shrugged Ar hi the putz

"Rowdy called Logan," Aring with the need for violence, he pushed to his feet The flashes froht "Fuck"

"Take a breath," Arht then, pure bloodlust, was night and day froht where he used his cool to win Different frohborhood businesses to counter bullying thugs Different fro he’d ever known

This was red-hot, blind andstrangling the fk out of hiain, Armie said, "She could use a little of that control you’re known for"

He’d been avoiding looking at Yvette, only because in that ht in plenty of coht for friends

Three years ago, he’d fought twisted fks who’d tried to rape Yvette, who probably would have killed her That had been devastating For her and for him