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figment of your imagination is the only thing that keeps you sane, so I’ll let you go with it. But I assure you the first time that she gets angry with you, she’ll come to me.” Nicola smiled deviously. “She always will.”

“While Ivy is not run of the mill, you are. There is nothing that she sees in you that she can’t get from a hundred men out here. By the time I’m finished painting the sordid picture of your abortion paying, drunken, whore screwing ass, she’ll just be glad that she didn’t catch VD.” Grey returned the smile. “Don’t play with me. You’ll be up way past your bed time.”

“Save the veiled threats. I know a few things about you, too. Ivy and Kit aren’t the only women that we have in common. So unless you want me to play the same game that you’re attempting to play, I suggest you keep my past to yourself.” Nicola wondered would Grey call his bluff.

“She would never believe you.”

“I slept with her the first night we went out. I’m in her head, Grey. Of course, she’ll believe me.” Nicola was tired of talking. Turning around, he started towards the opening of the alleyway.

“Well,” Grey said breathing heavily as he built momentum for the ultimate blow, one he had been waiting to swing all night. He calmed his breathing and spoke slowly, clearly to ensure not only clarity but also utter defeat. “Will she believe me when I tell her about Trina? About the abortion? How do you think Ivy and Brooks will feel when they find out just what type of man you really are? I know all about you and that cheap cunt Ivy calls a best friend. Don’t you think that this would be the perfect time to destroy you both?” Grey smirked confidently knowing that he had Nicola right where he wanted him. “Just give me one more reason and I’ll tear your life apart.”

It was at that very moment that Nicola felt his body react without control. And in a horrid rage, he turned and grabbed Grey by his shirt collar and pushed him violently into the brick wall. He wanted to kill him; he hated him so much! But Grey was not afraid. In fact, he carried the same rage and was happy to release it now.

“I’ll fucking kill you,” Nicola said with choking Grey.

“Not before I kill you first,” Grey shouted enraged.

Pushing back, Grey grabbed Nicola by his coat and slung him into the opposite wall. He charged furiously into him trying to knock the wind from his body.

From side to side in the tight alleyway, they fought without so much as a single on-looker. Falling into a puddle of water, they both gasped as the cold slush drenched their bodies. Punching Nicola in the rib cage, Grey felt Nicola’s cold hands around his neck chocking him. He gasped for air and spit blood. He managed to push him off of his body. And then they were back to their feet. Grey’s glasses fell to the ground as he felt the last blow to his face before he hit the ground, but unable to give up, he charged Nicola again. Making contact with Nicola’s body, Grey felt his angry force carry both of them a few feet before they both fell again. He punched Nicola angrily but each blow was returned by Nicola’s own extreme frustration.

Neither of the two men was willing to give up. It was as if the man that retreated, forfeited his right to care about Ivy. And so, if it meant killing each other, they would do it but fairly. And that was the only reason that the department issued pistol stayed in its holster. If Nicola was going to beat him, he would do it with a clear conscious.

“What the hell are you two out here doing?” Brooks ran up to the men, broke the two up pushing each to an opposite wall of the small space. “Calm down!” he commanded.

“Well, isn’t this convenient,” Grey panted trying to get his breath. He smirked at Nicola as he wiped blood from his own brow and mouth. “We were just talking about you, Brooks.” He straightened his clothes and checked his pocket for his cufflinks.

“I really don’t give a damn,” Brooks said quickly.

“Well, Nicola. I’ll give you some time to think about my little offer.” Grey pulled his cufflinks out of his pocket. “Back off and no one has to know anything about anything. Stay close, and I’ll go blow for blow with you in more than just this alleyway.”

Brooks shook his head in total disbelief. “What the hell is wrong with you two? That girl could be in there possibly loosing those babies or her own life, and yawl’s stupid asses are out here fighting over her. Wake up! She may not want either one of you after this.”

“You sure that you want to get involved in this Brooks?” Grey asked still seething.

“Look, don’t test me,” Brooks said pointing at Grey. “You better calm that shit down. I don’t care who you’re daddy is, I’ll stump a mud hole in your ass.”

“I’m sure,” Grey said unconcerned with Brooks.

“This is far from over,” Nicola continued.

“Well, it’s over for tonight.” Brooks finished.

“Just for tonight…good night to you gentlemen,” Grey said leaving the alleyway.

“Go fuck yourself,” Nicola retorted.

“Calm down, man” Grey said ignoring Grey. “You’re feeding in…”

“This is beginning to be some messy shit,” Nicola said checking his watch.

“Beginning to be?” Brooks sighed. “You’re in way above your head. I told you just lay low until the paternity test. But no…you’re out here fighting GQ’s Man of the Year.”

“Maybe you’re right. And I’m not saying that because of a little altercation. I just don’t know if this gets me anywhere with Ivy.” Nicola couldn’t risk losing his best friend for an engaged woman who couldn’t even say how she felt about him. Plus, if his secret leaked