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"Were you careful and happy when you got Malia pregnant?" I took a slow sip of my beer as Demyan's face grew red. "My point exactly."
"And I'm stuck in an open relationship and having to divide myself into two to keep them both happy. Hasn't turned out well for me, has it?" He ran his fingers through his fake hair and sighed. "As your older brother I'm here to make mistakes then guide and advise you on not to do the same. Connor has always wanted you out of the picture; he could be doing it again."
"I don't believe so, Demyan," I stressed. "I trust my gut and I don't believe he has bad intentions. He wouldn't go through this if he knew he just wanted to ruin me in the process. He's terrified of people finding out he has a gay bone in his body. He gets physically upset, Demy. He wouldn't risk his career and life just to mess with my head."
"Did you iron out the facts you told us?"
