Dex looks at me like I’m a complete f*****g i***t. “Yes. She does every time.”
“They underestimate her,” Ryder says, stepping up on my other side. He gives me a look. “A lot of people do.”
“I never underestimated her,” I argue, knowing he meant me.
“You still are. You think just because you f****d her, she won’t kill your ass at the drop of a hat,” he replies, and I’m f*****g done with this s**t.
I turn towards him, and I don’t give a f**k if he kills me. “You think that’s all this is?” I scoff. “I love her, you f*****g asshole.”
Ryder’s face goes blood red, and I see him reach for his Glock. s**t. “Enough,” Dex barks. “She’s up.”
Ryder gives me a stern look. “f**k this,” Ryder says and storms off.
“Do you have a death wish? Close your f*****g mouth,” Dex warns, and I jerk a nod. Th
