James clenched his jaw lest he say something that garnered another beating from Jason. He was tired, annoyed and wanted nothing more than to get out of the vehicle.
“You may not be that big, James, but you could seriously injure your wife. Do you need to be reminded of what you did to Lori?” Jason demanded.
“No!” cried James, his denial echoing in Jason’s car. He turned to face the young quarterback, angry and frustrated. “Not a day goes by that I don’t think about what I did to Lori. It’ll haunt me until the day I die!”
He shook his head, his fists clenched in an effort to restrain himself. “Damn it, I’m not going to let it happen a second time. I’d rather die than hurt Maria. She’s the only thing in my miserable life worth living for!”
When Jason did not respond, James propped his el
