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Looks can be deceiving.
I knew that most people took one look at the ink and the impossibly big and strong body it covered and decided I was a brawlerâ?¦a bruiserâ?¦a beast. However, I was hardwired to be a thinker, not a fighter.
I should have chosen to use my brain and talents to be one of the good guys, a hero, a man with dignity and worth.
I turned my back on dignity and sold my soul to the highest bidder, deciding to dance with the devil, instead.
I couldnâ??t figure out how to help myself, so there was zero chance I knew how to save someone else.
That someone else was Noe Lee. She was the unkempt, unruly thief who was just as smart as I was and twice as street savvy. She was annoyingly adorable beneath the dirt and grime, and she was in trouble. In way over her head, I told myself it wasnâ??t my job to keep her from drowning. In the Point, it was sink or swim, and I wasnâ??t the designated lifeguard on duty.
I shut the door in her face, but now sheâ??s goneâ?¦vanishedâ?¦disappeared without a trace. It took less than a second for me to realize that I wanted her back.
When a woman comes along that melts all the frozen, hard things youâ??re made of; youâ??ll do anything you have to, to bring her home.
What you see is not always what you getâ?¦and with a man like me, what you get is more tha