““for the record i’m not the one who told you to kill the son of a bitch and last i checked i’m not your property jimenez” brows knitting as she stared up at him blake let out a annoyed grunt. mumbling a few quiet swears under her breath as a dirt covered hand rose to push her hair back. she hadn’t gone out looking for trouble; in fact when paul had shown up to the bar she was on her best behavior. enjoying a few drinks and some attention in a effort to get her mind off of the fight they had earlier in the night. she hadn’t expected for that poor fucker at the bar to try and stick up for her when paul grabbed her to leave. how was she to know things would end up where they are now; shovel in hand and a body at their feet. “now i said i was sorry about us fighting earlier and i am. i shouldn’t have stormed out on you like that and i’m sorry okay? that doesn’t change the fact though that you have been treating me more like some loser then the love of your life so you say. i want the romance back babe...i feel like you don’t even love me anymore.” offering a pout as she glanced down at the body between them, nudging it with her foot. “he have anything good in his wallet?”
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