“He would see asking me for help as admitting that I'm better than him,” I said.
Cole stared at me for a moment.
“That makes no sense.”
“It doesn't have to,” I said.
I continued eating.
“But even if Jason doesn't ask you for help, you're not seriously going to sit here and fold your arms, are you?” Cole asked.
I reached for my glass of water.
I took a slow drink before placing it back on the table.
“That is exactly what I'm going to do. Fold my arms and watch,” I said.
He stopped eating completely. For a moment, he simply stared at me.
Then he frowned.
“You're joking, right?”
I looked at him.
“What makes you think it's a joke?”
Cole continued staring at me as though he expected me to smile and admit that I was messing with him.
I didn't.
“This is between North Ridge and Sil
