"So it's my fault? I made you your bloody dinner. You didn't show up. Just couldn't pass up a chance to humiliate me, could you?" Curran bit the air as if he had fangs. "I was challenged by two bears. They broke two of my ribs and dislocated my hip. When Doolittle finally finished setting my bones, I was four hours late. I asked if you called and they said no." He'd sunk enough gravity into that "no" to bring down a building. "If you were late, I would've turned the town inside out looking for you. I called you. You didn't answer. I was so sure something happened to you I dropped everything and dragged myself to your house. I came to check on you with broken bones and you weren't there." "You're lying." Curran snarled. "I left a note on your door."