Will felt alive, and liberated. Every time he received a hit, every time he lashed out it was as if someone had given him a way of releasing all the hate he had pent up inside and the anger just waiting to be flushed out. McCafferty was getting the brunt of it and it was fucking good too. Ass needed to be brought down a peg but of course the orderlies had other ideas.
Growling when his hair was yanked, the tall black-haired man hissed and kicked out at James but that little promise didn't go unnoticed. With a grin and an evil glint in his eye, Will puckered up and gave an air kiss to James. No idea why, just felt damn good taunting him.
"You too, wiseguy," was the sentence which interrupted his fun.