The quick wit that was always one of the things Richard liked about Drake. It was great watching him tear down a person with a mere sentence. It wasn’t so nice to be on the receiving end of it. Especially not like this. It was cold, biting, harsh, and unfortunately for Richard, dead on the money.
When Richard didn’t reply, Drake said, “Talk is cheap, Richie. You have to live up to your words. Otherwise, they are just meaningless promises on the wind.”
That burned, and Richard felt his teeth clench together. “I’ve always been a man of my word.”
“Well, by all means act like it,” Drake challenged.
“Why are you making this even harder, Drake?” Richard asked, annoyed at just how right the other man was and how he was shoving that fact down Richard’s unwilling throat. “I f****d up, and I kno
