“I did warn you” Camila looked at him while rubbing her cheek where he’d gotten a punch in. “You really shouldn’t be so cocky, next time I’ll break something, got it?”
“You’re insane,” Murphy deflected. He slowly stood and spat blood at his assailant. Shit. Fury burned in tandem with his dignity. His nose was bruised and streaming, and he smeared blood across the back of his hand. “This isn’t over, Rivers.”
