Halfway to the club, Zade reconsidered his decision. His fists clenched harder to his side as he stared at the club. He couldn’t go back there and cause a fight. It would make the news within a few hours and that would do more damage to Pixon than whatever mess they were in at the moment. He took a step backward, shaking his head to remind himself why he desperately needed to retreat. He entered his car, speeding into the night before he changed his mind.When he got home, Elizabeth’s car was already parked outside. Relief washed through him. He thought he would spend his night drinking his misery away. Now he had someone who would listen to him without judging him.He hurried to the house, but before he could open the door, Elizabeth beat him to it.“Welcome home, I made your…” Her words were cut short as a weight fell into her arms, “Someone seems happy to see me,” she chuckled,“I missed you,” he mumbled.“I can tell, you reek of alcohol.,” Elizabeth teased. Zade was about to tal
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