21. Dante

I push myself further, ignoring my screaming muscles. Working out all the shit Emiliana fed me during the weekend. I don't remember seeing any greens in sight which is unlike me. She was right when she called me out earlier. I haven't been myself and unfortunately, she's not the only one who noticed. Sal is working out next to me and I can feel his stare every few seconds. He has a lot to say but I know if I let him open his mouth, I'll regret it. Still, he's a persistent bastard and eventually I give in.

"For fuck's sake, spit it out"

"You're in love with her"

"Fuck off"

He chuckles "I never thought I would see the day. Can't say I like it though"

"Are you jealous of my wife?"

"I'm jealous of you. She's hot and different from what I imagined"

"If you imagined her naked, you're dead," I say getting off the treadmill.

"Now that you said it..."

"I will fucking end you. Don't try me" I cut him off. He's my best friend and I know he'll never make a move on my woman but we