"You're an idiot." Manny shot me a scathing look as he refilled our whiskey glasses. “The Theron I know? He’d never have done something this foolish.” He clicked his tongue and sank into the sofa in my study.
“And what exactly have I done that’s so out of character?” I grabbed my glass from the coffee table and took a long, deliberate drink.
Manny's frown deepened. “You’re playing someone else’s game. You’re not moving you're reacting. You’ve backed off and handed them the field.”
My brows lifted. “Seriously? You're the one lecturing me about offense and defense now?”
“You know exactly what I mean,” he grunted, rolling his eyes. “You love Ami, so why are you pushing her away again?”
I gave him a hard stare. “I’m not pushing her away. I’m protecting her.”
He gave me a thin, cynical sm
