Daniel

James sat across from us with another round of tequila. “Well, I figured since Armageddon is just around the corner with Viola dating Matteo and all, we might as well get trashed on hard liquor.” 

    Antonio glared at him. “You’re not helping.” 

    James picked up a shooter glass. “It’s not my intention to. But I will say,” he leaned back in his seat and gestured my way, “I’m going to love watching Daniel kick Matteo’s ass.” 

    Antonio sighed. “Unbelievable. No one is kicking anyone’s ass.” 

    “Uh, yeah. Of course, Daniel will be shoving his foot up Matteo’s butt. The SOB is walking around with the woman who turned Daniel...