"So...Nate, how's Taniya?"

He's doing this on purpose! He's sooo doing this on purpose! That SOB from Hell!

I have to keep repeating “I'll not react to a psychopathic dick" in my mind over and over again to stop myself from jumping over the table and strangling the abomination called Hugh Donovan.

That cactus has been going on and on about his and Nate's 'good old' days' like I'm completely invisible, talking about how many women him and Nate had slept with and how many they had shared. Shared? The fuck? They were women, not food, you misogynistic fucker!

Nathan, however, had the decency to look the slightest bit ashamed,...