“With Melissa?”
“Of course with Melissa!”
Jay raised an eyebrow. “Did I touch a nerve?”
Chris gave a quick flick of his eyes at Anthony. “Don’t talk about my wife.”
“I’m talking about you, buddy.” Jay’s eyes traveled down slowly. “How much are you packing?”
“What?”
“Your cock. How big is it?”
“None of your business.”
Jay nodded. “You’re right; why say when you can show instead?” He gestured with his hand. “Go on, stroke your little fella.”
“I’m not fucking masturbating in front of you!”
“Just pretend you’re watching porn in your office.”
“It’s not the same thing. I’m not doing that.”
Jay tapped on the cards in front of him. “I believe that based on our friendly bet, you definitely are.”
“You didn’t say anything about… about things like that.”
Jay shrugged. “It’s true I didn’t go into the specifics, but that’s on you for not asking. Honestly, man, I expected more from a big-shot Junior Partner.”
“Would you have told the truth if I asked?”
“I guess we’ll never know. So, either you start waking up your worm, orIwill, and I won’t be very romantic.”
Chris leaned forward with his palms on the table. “The hell is wrong with you?”
“I think you know the answer.”
“Then let’s talk about it like grownups. We don’t need these games.”
“Oh, I think we do, and for the next two hours, what I think counts. Bitch.”
That word hit me like a slap although it wasn’t aimed at me.
Chris sharply turned his head at me. “Are you okay with this?”
Jay slammed his fist on the table, making me jolt. “Leave him alone. You only talk to me—or to Anthony if he wants you to.”
Chris turned to Anthony. “I don’t know what you told them—”
“Not even half of it.”
Chris’s eyes grew big, all traces of self-control now gone. “Why the hell did you go and tell, you idiot?”
Anthony jumped to his feet, and before I could stop him, he punched Chris in the face, sending him crashing on the floor.
“Hey!” I pushed myself between them. “Look at me. Ant,look at me.”
He was breathing fast, but his eyes found their way to mine.