Colin
“I think I've had enough for the day,” I decided. I stood up and stretched the kinks out of my back. My eyes felt like someone had used sandpaper on them, and if I had to read one more sentence of a tedious contract, I was going to kill someone. “I'm going out.”
“Again?” Van asked offhandedly.
I knew he didn't mean anything by it, but my temper still flared and I saw red. “Yes, again,” I snarled at him. “Do you have a problem with that?”
He looked up from the papers he was reading, surprised at my overreaction. “No, I don't have a problem with it,” he shrugged, leaning back in his chair to study me. “It's just that you've been doing it quite a lot lately.”
“I didn't realize I had to ask permission,” I growled. Honestly, I had no idea why I was trying to goad him into fighting m
