{ADAM}

Hunter fucks better than me?

She actually said that to my face, and she sounded like she meant every word.

I drag the collar of my shirt away from my neck, like it’s suddenly trying to choke me, and I can feel my teeth crushing together.

“Can you just step on it, Luke?” I bark at my driver, but I don't intend to.

“Yes, sir,” he says and presses the pedal a little harder.

The city begins to swim past us in a blur.

I stare outside, but my thoughts are ...