I stand there dumbstruck. In front of me, Max holds Greg's hand. Max has a very relaxed stance that would have fooled the casual observer, but the tense set of his shoulders and the ticking in his temple suggests otherwise.

In that moment, i understood what Stacy and Neela were saying about Max's aura. It was pretty much a sign floating around his head, saying danger. Keep off.

Greg's stupid hand is fisted, and I vaguely come to the realisation that the fucker was about to punch me.

"What is it to you, the lady and I were just having a little fun?"

"From the looks of it, the lady...