Gavin's fist smacks hard into the marble island counter top as he shouts, "Oh? So now it's my fault you can't keep your mouth shut and you somehow always end up sticking your foot in your mouth?" His face is red from shouting and your eyes narrow. He sees the look on your face. "What, can't handle the truth, Cherokee? Can't act like an adult for five seconds and listen to a damn thing I say?" His voice is cold and hard and your hands ball into fists.
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