“I’m convinced you argue just for the sake of arguing,” I inform her. “I do not.” I laugh harder. “See! You’re so damn stubborn.” “Lies!” A tall blonde holding hands with a small boy frowns as she passes by. Mac’s exclamation has brought a flicker of concern to the woman’s eyes. “It’s okay,” Mac assures her. “We’re best friends.” “We’re bitter rivals,” I correct. “She’s always yelling at me, ma’am. Please, help me out of this toxic relationship.”
