Jason's hand froze on my back before he brushed past me and stepped closer to Derek until they were only inches apart with Jason being slightly taller than Derek.
"She isn't going." He spat out, Derek raised a brow. "I don't think you are any position to argue with me Dames."
I looked down and I could see Jason's hand curl into fists, knowing what would be like probably outcome of that, I took a step forward and wrapped my hands around his fist. He glanced down at me and I subtly shook my head, pleading with him not to take the bait.
Fortunately, Derek didn't seem to notice my actions or maybe he did but chose to keep quiet.
"You know what Dames? Maybe you're right. The O'Malley heir shouldn't be seen round dirty filthy lower class trash but wait... she's already screwing one." He sa
