Flashpoint
Elliot was more furious than he could remember being in his life. Livid. Outraged.
“No!” he shouted. He dropped onto the couch and pulled one of his boots off.
“Babe, please, can we talk about this?” Grant pleaded.
“No!” Elliot pulled the other boot off. “For fuck’s sake, we went over this last time your sister said she was going to leave him. And the time before that, and before that.”
“It would just be for a few days!” Grant insisted. “Just until Sarah gets back