Clinton's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in frustration. "Don't play dumb, Nolan," he spat. "I know you've been seeing Paige again. I saw the picture of you infront of my apartment."
Nolan raised an eyebrow, a smirk spreading across his face. "And what if I have?" he asked, his voice dripping with nonchalance.
Clinton's face reddened with anger. "You know exactly what I'm talking about," he growled. "You're just trying to provoke me.Hiding behind Itzel."
Nolan chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Maybe I am," he said. "Maybe I just want to see how far I can push you before you lose your cool."
Clinton's fists clenched at his sides. "You're playing with fire, Nolan," he warned. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into."
Nolan shrugged, his smirk never wavering. "I'm shaking in my boots," he said.
