Chapter twenty-five

“That’s for locking me in a fucking enclosed, dark space when you know that I am claustrophobic.”

This was the first time he’d use the ‘F-word’ so blatantly and it incensed him even more. Shame swept through him because he deplored physical violence but he pushed back the shame.

He balled his fist again and slammed it against Bryan’s stoic face, who didn’t even twitch.

Roy swallowed a groan, silently nursing the sharp ache in his knuckles, “And that’s for telling your parent you are giving everything up for my sake.”

Bryan’s green eyes were flat as he asked, “How much did you hear?”

“Enough to understand how reckless you are.” The bravado Roy had was rapidly sinking as Bryan’s cold and indifferent stare unnerved him.

Roy suddenly realized that Bryan was too close, almost cornering him against the wall. It made his throat constrict painfully. Maybe he had gone too far with the blows…but Bryan certainly deserved it. He argued with his subconscious in despair.

“You call choosing to