I looked down at her, taking her in slowly. Her entire little frame was shaking with the effort it took for her to contain her anger. My eyes raked all the way up her body in an attempt to put off making eye contact.
She was never supposed to ask me this s**t. She was never supposed to know. I f*****g made it out.
"Do you care? You just pulled this s**t so I'd f**k you. You put your f*****g life in danger for a lay. Is my d**k worth it Olivia?" I asked, venom in my voice as it climbed in volume with each word.
I turned my back on her and picked up the glass once more. She yanked it out of my hand again, spilling half of its contents this time in the process, and slammed it right back down onto the bar.
"You know me. You know everything about me. My father leaving. Billy being my hal
