"So telling Terry to get the Hell out of your life wouldn't be a threat?" asks Brad, and the smile that tugs at the corner of his mouth is far from pleasant. They never called him Iceman because he didn't feel.

"You don't think Terry has enough mind to throw a ring back in my face is she wasn't happy? You think she'd be wearing it just to spare my feelings?"

He rolls his eyes.

"You are more fucking foolish than you look," he says. "Think what you like of me, but, until Terry says otherwise? I'm with her. And you'll have to live with that."

One hand curls into a fist and then relaxes.

"This is the first time in years and years that I've felt like my heart is in the right place. I am not fucking that up for you or anybody else."