"What will you give me, if I hit the bottlе, Chris?" Micah asked, as he geld the gun in his hand. After chugging his beer, Christian Dean turned to look at him and smirked. "I'll do something you ask, without a question."

"Alone time with Zeyn without you?" Asked Micah, preparing to shoot. "I'm close enough to snap your neck-" smirked Christian in his ear. "Well, then.." answered Micah, "I want you to vent to me, genuinly."

As the pieces of the empty glass bottle shattered, Chris's eyes widened.