GARETH'S POV
“You shouldn't grip the steering so hard, Gordon. You're going to lose feeling in your hands and I don't want to end up dead because of it.” I couldn't hide the irritation in my voice as I glared at my brother who had a look of death on his face.
He glanced at me with a full on glare on his handsome face, “If you're so bothered about dying, why don't you drive?” he spat at me, obviously more irritated than I was. I rolled my eyes as he returned his attention to the road with a frown even more intense than what he had on before.
Both our angers were justified but directing it at each other wasn't going to help us at all. Grandma Celia had eventually confessed to having a hand in the whole donor situation and I was surprised Gordon had not strangled her. It definitely had cro
