I leaned forward closer to him and grated, “First of all, never call me sweetheart again. It’s a goddamn term of endearment you and your twin son use too loosely.” My nostrils widened against his glare of fury. “Secondly, you may be the head, but I’m the neck that will turn his attention from your delusions of grandeur so fast you’ll be needing that oxygen tank you were hooked up to for life!”
Gahhhhhh
