“Did you just shove her in the mud?” Caleb asked incredulously. “What does it matter to you?” Darius snapped. “It’s just a bit...” “What?” he snarled. “Weak,” Caleb snapped back and I paused, glancing over my shoulder as I looked between the two of them. Darius moved to square his chest against Caleb’s, rising up to his full height and making the most of the few inches he had on him. “You wanna say that again?” “Any asshole can push a girl in the mud, it’s got nothing to do with your power or hers,” Caleb snarled. “And it’s a petty fucking thing to do to her.”
