Chapter 32
Ethan
“What the fuck?” Clark waits until no one can see or hear us before he starts to struggle. “Let me go.”
I don’t let go.
In fact, I give the man a shake.
He’s almost as tall as me. Heavier than me. But I’m still stronger.
“What the fuck, is that I’m going to end you if you go anywhere near that woman again.” I grit through my teeth. “And I’m going to download the footage from the security camera, showing you reaching for her.” I lengthen my stride and make him walk faster to the truck that I know is his.
“Fuck off, Ethan, I didn’t—”
I give him another shake. “I’m going to keep that video. And if you so much as look at another woman, I am sending it to your wife. And to the local news.”
I shove him as I let go of his shirt, and he has to catch himself against his door.
Then I turn around and stride away.
“You’re not actually gonna show her,” he calls after me. “Right?”
“Find a different gym,” I snap back.