HURT AND CONFUSED, Will stormed into his studio. Adi sat on the black leather couch, tapping on her tablet. Snatching a Dream Rider coffee mug from his desk, he flung it at the bookcases. It exploded, scattering shards across the floor. He felt better for about five seconds.
Adi considered the ceramic c*****e. “Very mature.” Sighing, she laid her tablet on the couch. “Well, you have my attention.”
“You should come with manuals.”
“Excuse me?”
“Women! Nothing you do makes sense.”
“I beg your pardon, but everything I do makes sense.”
everything“Not you. Case!”
Case!“Ah. I see.” She fought back a smile, which made him angrier. “What happened?”
“We just had s*x—”
“Oh, god, William! Must you share that with me?”
“And then we had this huge fight—”
huge“Yes, by all means. Do continue.”
