Breaking Her at Thanksgiving
“Truth like I want my child?”
“That you’re sorry, Lewis,” Chris corrected. “That you fucked up and you regret it.”
Lewis thought about it for a second. “And Linda?”
That made Chris scoff in amusement.
“Define your relationship with her, and I’m sure you know how to take care of that. You knew what you were doing when you fucked Solene’s closest friend.”
His sigh was heavier this time. “There are so many rules.”
“Yeah, this ain’t a game of ego, my friend.” Chris chuckled, staring at the liquid in his glass. “I need something stronger.”