I didn't dare Glass to do anything, but I'm not going to start an argument with Ri over it. She does hear me out, I'll give her that, but not looking like she believes any of it. I close my eyes, feeling something break, and when I open them, it looks like she's about to jump up and head out.

I sort of scrabble back as much as I can without knocking into the other chairs. "Don't know what the hell you mean by that, sweetheart." And I truly don't. Blinded by lust? I'd sooner break Iago's nose than fuck him now. Well, I'd just as soon do both, but if I had to pick, it'd be the nose. And I've never been jealous over Glass.

I pick myself up and push my hair back, half-angry and half so miserable I can't see straight. "Verite, you walk away now, I'm not chasing after you. Not ever again, if it's going to be like this."