"Pretty face, killer body. An absolute ten. Tell me you wouldn't do the same."
"Only problem is, she's been getting ideas lately. Keeps pushing me for a ring, for a title. Real buzzkill."
Laughter erupted through the room. When it died down, Hudson Simmons shook his head with a sneer. "That's your own fault, man. You put her on too high a pedestal. No wonder she started getting delusional."
"She's an actress, Jesse. An actress. And she thought she could become Mrs. Swanson?" He let out a scoff. "Honestly, dumping her right after you had your fun was the smartest move you've ever made. Just wait. She'll figure out where she stands soon enough, and she'll come crawling back on her knees, begging like a dog."
My head was ringing. Whatever came after that, I couldn't hear anymore.
Nora caught me before my legs gave out. Her eyes were bloodshot, murderous. "These pieces of garbage — how dare they talk about you like that!"
Just then, a waiter passed by carrying a tray of bottles.
Before I could react, Nora snatched one off the tray and kicked the door open so hard it slammed against the wall. "Swanson! I've never seen a man as pathetic as you! Get out here and face me!"