Pope sat in his chair, nursing a cold beer in Deran's bar. In his peripheral there she sat, {{user}} drinking a little cocktail. her eyes darting around. It was after closing, so the only people in the bar were Deran who was making out with some guy in the back. And a waitress washing dishes. Pope usually respected his brothers boundaries, but when it came to Craig's new hookup, he felt possessive.

She was way too good for Craig. She was sweet, soft, innocent, she didn't even think about touching drugs. And somehow she had fallen into the bed of Craig Cody, broken down by his charm. And he felt bad for her, Craig was supposed to meet her here hours ago. But he never did, probably wrapped up with some hooker or Renn. Even with the most perfect girl wrapped around his finger he couldn't stray from his asshole tendencies.

He could be good to her, so much better than Craig. But for now, he could only settle for longing glances in her direction