"I'll do whatever the fuck I want." Mikkel turned toward the front seat. "You bitch. Rekker and I are friends and he's my teacher too. Shut your fucking mouth. I'm sorry you're too much of a bitch to let your boyfriend have friends."


Mikkel was in full on bitch mode and Rekker winced. He gave Mikkel a sympathetic glance before wrapping an arm around Bjorn to pull him close, into his lap if he wanted. "Come here, bitch. He's just a boy and doesn't mean anything." Rekker leaned in and whispered. "You're my fiancé, don't forget."

"I am sober." Mikkel was sobering up especially now that he was frustrated with Bjorn.