Brian pushed the accelerator to start the cart. But Nathan, that's just it—that's the history. Cassie is currently with me, and you two are fucking getting hitched. Your business is essentially done, in my opinion." Brian's knuckles went white from holding onto the driving wheel so tightly. He was afraid that if he didn't, he would grab onto something else, like Nathan's fucking neck, and squeeze till the dumb ass got no air left in him.

"Are you doing this just to piss me off?" ...