Best Friends Shouldn't Crave Your Moan
“Done? Just like that? You’re throwing us away for him? Because of a soft little designer who follows you around like a lost puppy?”
Admit it, Zach. You’ve got feelings for him the whole time.”
Zach jaw went tight, his eyes dark with a sudden, vicious flash of anger. “Shut the fuck up. Noah is my best friend so leave him out of your insecure bullshit.”
Marcus spat an insult under his breath before he turned on his heel, and stormed out, slamming the heavy metal door so hard the glass pane rattled.
The accusations stayed stuck in Zach's head, he stood there for a long moment, breathing hard, staring at the empty floor. The dragon tattoo on his shoulder seemed to flex with every tense breath