“If that’s what you want,” he says, and I frown at him. Kade tips the bottle in the direction Chris went, fighting a snarl on his face. “By all means, go. Or you can have Base as planned. We both know how desperate you can be.” Before I can come up with a snarky response, or at least tell him to go fuck himself, he scoffs, shaking his head and turning away from me.
