“If there’s one word I’d love to use to describe you both it’s kids!” Anthony said in an annoyed tone, from where he was seated across Harrison.
Harrison merely glared at the man. Anthony was, however, his best friend, and he knew better than cower away from his glare.
The lawyer squared his shoulders and went on, “Why must you both be so damned stubborn?”
“I’m not,” Harrison denied immediately, almost as if on reflex.
Anthony regarded him levelly, almost in an assessing manner, and then let out on a scoff, “You’re serious, aren’t you?”
It was rhetoric question, and Harrison wasn’t foolish enough to respond to one such a question.
“You’re impossible,” his friend spat out almost angrily. Harrison was ready to fire something back at him, but Anthony beat him to it, and added, “Bo
