"Then you might want to do a better show of making it seem like you actually care about what she thinks," Gabe told Chance, not feeling like backing down. He wouldn't fight with this guy in front of Zoe but there was no way he was letting Chance get away with talking about her like an object.
"I don't really like you, and you don't really like me," Gabe said with a shrug, "but I'm not going to start anything in front of Zoe. But just get this: there is nothing going on between me and Zoe. What we have is platonic. So this whole macho possessive bullshit you're trying to pull on me? Not needed. Don't do it." He looked towards the kitchen, checking for Zoe. "That's it. I've said my piece."