Fury joined Nathan, hands in his pockets and eyes still on the door. “It’s okay.”
“It’s really not.”
“Seen worse.”
“Well, still. Sorry. But thanks. For the help, I mean. For not letting me…”
“No problem,” Fury said, as though Nathan were thanking him for moving a heavy piece of furniture, not coming between a brawling Nathan and his bitchy fiancée.
“She’s not always like that.” Nathan threw the drink down his throat, closing his eyes to savor the burn. “Like I said, she’s been acting crazy lately.” Fury didn’t say anything, and it took mere seconds for the silence to pressure Nathan into babbling. “She’s drunk. She doesn’t usually…I’ve not seen her that drunk in…” Nathan put his head in his hands. “See, my fiancée? She’s a ladies’ woman.”
“She’s a lesbian.” Fury grunted like it all m
