Chapter 38 The Intervention

• Max had initially seemed willing to cut the guys some slack, even smirking during their banter. However, at the mention of a name I had learned Max despised, his demeanor transformed into one of complete fury, his jaw clenching tightly.
• "What?" Mason mumbled, lowering his head to look at his laced fingers. "Better him than us."
• "Get off the jet skis and get the hell home, all four of you," Max ordered in a low, dangerously strict tone, leaving no room for further discussion.