He moved back as if having been hit. James jaw set and his nostrils flared. He took in a shaking breath as he stared down at Adam, anger quickly clouding his judgement that Adam had dared to suggest that he would hurt Alex. The dream of Adam being so close and sweet, being his, crossed his mind and only raised his level of anger. The dream seemed intrusive right now. It twisted in his mind, tightening it's grasp on his brain, and only squeezed out more of James' anger. How dare this little snot sit here with slick words implying such things to James?
His fist was moving forward before James had a moment to really consider what he was doing. It connected just to the side of Adam's eye and knocked the smaller man to the side. James wanted to see him knocked off the chair, onto the floor, he wanted to see blood in a more animalistic need than he had ever experienced. Still a more level headed voice in his mind was telling him to calm down, that he was ruining the dinner his sister had put together, but that only enraged James more.
"Say it again, Adam. Try it and see what happens," James snapped as he towered over Adam. His fists were clenched and his breathing came quickly. "Try it."