Macy:
"There you are. You cut Wyatt's name off her arm?" Callum said when he walked in, shaking his cell phone in my face like I had just given him his thirteenth reason.
"Who the f**k asked you, Rowdy Roddy Piper?" I snarled. Before he could keep acting like a b.i.t.c.h I interrupted.
"Oh, I see. You like having your a.s.s kicked and your foyer destroyed because your son's ex has a score to settle. Well, guess what? People were coming out of the woodwork, wanting the bounty on their heads. I blew up my f.u.c.k.i.n.g house, Callum. Her petty crap is the last thing we need right now. Better yet. Come look." I grabbed him by his ear, dragging him through the house while he hissed and grunted like a child. I slammed him into the stool, opened my laptop, and showed the exact amount of the b
