Hopefully Heath would rock up to Angelo's tonight. He did most nights and Liam was keen to tease him some more. Since Bianca had left him, Liam had found himself wallowing in self-pity and making Heath's life miserable provided a welcome distraction and allowed him to take a small amount of revenge on Heath for stealing his girl. But Heath knew Liam was working tonight and maybe that would be enough to keep him away. Liam just had to hope that the lure of free booze was more enticing to Heath than avoiding their 'situation' was. Barely five minutes later as hoped, Heath showed up.

"Hey Heath," Liam called to the other man, giving him a smile and a wave as he did so. Being nice to Heath seemed to piss him off the most.

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Heath turned his attention to the bar where Murphy was grinning and waving at him like a moron. Heath had spent the day freaking out about Murphy blabbing and had finally come to the conclusion that he didn't give a fuck if Murphy did talk, no one would believe a word of it. Deciding to share his revelation with Murphy, Heath headed over to the bar, maybe this would make Murphy leave him alone.

"Murphy," Heath said as pleasantly as he could manage, so as not to draw attention to their conversation. "I don't give a shit who you tell, as if anyone will believe you, so you can stick whatever you were gonna ask for up your arse," Heath finished with a victorious smile.

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Well damn, that was no fun at all. Heath not giving a shit was a total let down, and took the upper hand away from Liam. And so Liam changed tactics without really thinking, saying the first thing that popped into his head.

"Maybe I was gonna ask for sex, you'd like that wouldn't you?" Liam spoke the words with a little more venom than he intended. Heath's reply was a fist in the jaw. Pain blossomed in Liam's face, he couldn't believe it, Heath actually hit him. Liam swung back, but Heath was on the other side of the bar and all he'd had to do was take a quick step back to avoid the blow.

"Hey! What's going on?" Brax said as he came over to stand beside Heath.

"Murphy was being a tosser like usual," Heath answered with a pout. Brax frowned at Heath and turned his attention to Liam.

"Liam?" Brax said in a demanding tone, wanting his side of the story. Liam rubbed his aching jaw and Heath glared at him. This was Liam's chance to tell Brax everything, Heath would hate that.

"It's nothing Brax," Liam told his boss, "just Heath being Heath." Brax continued to gaze at Liam and Liam thought he was going to ask more questions but thankfully Brax let it drop.

"It better be nothing," Brax said and then he turned back to Heath, raising his hand to point at his brother. "You stay the hell away from him. Throwing punches in here is bad for business."

"Fine," Heath said sulkily but Brax was already heading back to the kitchen.

Liam looked at Heath then, wondering if he was going to do as Brax had asked. Heath met his gaze and it was a puzzled look that Liam saw, not the anger he'd expected to find.

"Later Murphy," Heath said before turning and walking out. Liam had no idea what that was supposed to mean.