"No, you are damn right I don't," he growled to Maryanne. He didn't know where the anger came from but he was angry, felt betrayed. She knew they didn't get along. Heck, she knew that the other one even wanted him dead.
The vampire had tried to better things between them, had reached out, had even helped. And this was what he got? George received a glare. "But she better have a reason for sleeping with someone who-" He turned his glare to his ghost self. "-a few months ago told me to go kill myself. You better leave my fucking house!"