Chapter 84

Between the heat and whatever had been in the beer, Nathan was having a hard time processing what Pete was talking about. Then it dawned on him.

Sasha.

“You fucking faggots come in here, snubbing our women, thinking you’re better than us…” Pete grabbed Nathan by the shoulders and slammed him back against the wall. Nathan was already woozy enough that he wasn’t able to entirely prevent his head from making contact with the wall, which didn’t help with the already spinning room. Not to mention that his shoulder was still a little sore and his remaining chest wounds jostled.

“Hey, dude…I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Nathan tried. He could tell he was slurring his words slightly.

Pete slammed him against the wall again. “Do you think we’re blind?” His breath was hot on Nathan’s face. “I saw you checking each other out all night. Candy did too.”