Callum stood there, completely dumbfounded. "Jealousy? You think this is about jealousy? Are you really this thick? This isn't about jealousy, Charlie. This is about being friends, which you obviously don't understand."
He snorted. "I don't care what she is, although adult is not the word I would have used. You should have said no, because that's my baby brother you're talking about, because breakups are never that simple, and certainly aren't that clean after a week, because it's a low thing to do. What if this was your brother? His marriage has been annulled, weeks ago, yes? What if she wanted to shag? Would you think it's fine? I mean it's not like they are still married, right? Would you really think that there's nothing wrong if I fucked her? This isn't about being jealous, but about being friends and being loyal.
"Do you even know what's between them? They fight, they are friends again, they fight some more. It's what they do. Possibly next week, they are shagging again, and Al will never tell you anything, because Al doesn't talk about his problems or his emotions. If he ignores them they don't exist, but I'll be damned if I'll sit here and let you and that woman screw him over in front of my eyes. I can't protect him, but I can't do this for him," he said.