Blaze's Second Chance (The Sinclair Men)

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way, son,” David said.
    “You don’t know what you’re doing,” Chris said.
    Luke and John had turned up over an hour ago, and the fight between sons and father had begun. Molly stood in front of her two boys, while David looked ready to do murder. Blaze’s younger brothers had come to take Molly away. They’d found a nice little house on the edge of the city. She had a shot at being happy before David pulled her deeper into depression. Three weeks away had been all about spending time with the family he hadn’t seen in over three years. Since he’d married Francesca, he had tried to spend as little time in one place with her as possible. But Chris had said it was imperative he come. All Blaze had witnessed was argument after argument.
    “You don’t deserve her, David,” Luke shouted.
    “Will you boys stop this?” Molly screamed at the men, who ignored her pleas.
    “When did you stop calling me ‘dad’?” David asked.
    “When you no longer deserved the title,” John said.
    “Face it, dad, you never loved mum. We’ve had to take years of you telling her how she’d always come second best. How she couldn’t cook as well as your first wife and how she could never compare to that woman. Our mother is the best person you could have ever had. No other woman would have dealt with all of your shit for so long,” Luke shouted and pushed away from Molly. He charged up to David and prodded him in the chest. “So if you want to give me a good thump to show me how manly you are, then do it. Because I would relish the opportunity to show you what kind of scum you actually are.”
    Luke stood glaring at his father. Both men looked so much alike. They were the same height and build. The only difference between the two was the aged look on David. Blaze held his breath and saw Cassie come round the back, her face pale as she took in the scene.
    “I’m sorry to interrupt. You could hear the shouting ‘round the front, and I imagine half the town could hear you,” Cassie said, her keys shining in the sunlight.
    “Who’s this? One of your tramp slut women?” Luke growled in his father’s face.
    Blaze watched as Cassie stormed over to his younger half-brother. Before David could react, Cassie pushed Luke away, defusing the situation immediately.
    “Excuse me? You insult a woman and don’t have the courtesy of doing it to her face?” Cassie pushed Luke again, and he was not expecting the shove and ended up on his ass.
    Blaze held his ground, knowing to interfere would be seen as something other than wanting to help the woman he cared about.
    “What do you expect me to think with that bastard?” Luke asked and got to his feet glaring at Cassie. Blaze felt his heart go out to her, the way she stood between the two men and stopped the situation from having serious adverse effects. If David or Luke took a swipe at each other neither would ever be the same again.
    “You could have the decency that every other human being has, and say, ‘Hello, I’m someone Sinclair. And you are?’” Cassie even held out her hand. The humour wasn’t lost on him.
    Luke went beet red and rubbed his hands on his jeans. “I’m Luke Sinclair.” He took her hand. “And you are?”
    “I’m Cassie Walker. Pleasure to meet you.” Their hands parted, and she stepped from between them. “I know this is none of my business, but if you go down this road there’s no turning back.”
    “What do you mean?” Luke asked.
    Blaze glared at his younger brother’s back. He saw and heard the difference in Luke. The guy was interested in the beautiful woman who stood close.
    “If you both starting hitting on each other with fists. The whole father and son thing will change. If you fight, then you lose any friendship you could have.” Cassie stared at each man and moved away. Blaze held her gaze as she walked across the lawn.
    “How do you know?” John asked.
    “Because it’s what happened with my brother over ten years ago. I

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