Chapter 39

• "She doesn’t deserve you, Cole." John’s voice was low, cutting through the silence in the darkened corner of the bar. I could feel the tension crackling between us as he stared at me with those wild eyes. His jaw was tight, his fists clenched, and I could tell that whatever restraint he’d had was rapidly slipping away.
• I’d tried to shake him off. I’d tried to distance myself, knowing that our friendship had been fractured for a long time now. But John wasn’t the type of guy who took rejection well. He never had been.
• "She loves me, John," I said, my voice steady, but inside I was already preparing for the storm. "You don’t get it."