Cannon Beach
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"I'm serious Ezra. I'm glad your here."
I nodded my head, before speaking, "Yeah, I know." I gave him a weak smile, cringing as I did so.
Ryder nervously tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, taking obvious glances at me.
"Is there anything else I should know, like, are you allergic to certain foods or medicines? Or can you not do certain activities. You know...since..." He winced.
I chuckled shaking my head, "Nah... Just this." I tapped the middle of my chest.
"We'll when we get home, I ca-MOTHERFUCKER." He slammed his fists against the wheel as he glared out the windshield.
I jumped at his sudden loud cursing, looking at him with wide eyes. I turned, looking for the problem when I saw four guys waiting on the porch of his decenty sized cabin. All were burly men, but two of them were MASSIVE. Ridiculously tall and bordering on body builder territory of muscles that I could see from a couple yards away. The guy in front, obviously the leader, stood in front wearing a dark blue flannel that strained against his muscles. I could barely see the on man in the back of the group since he was mosty obscured by shadows.The truck rolled to a stop in front of the house as flannel guy started walking forward.
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