"Just .. stop," Chris tells him, keeping both hands firm and unmoving. "Stop with the excuses. Stop with the lying to my face when I know you’re lying. Stop running away from me."
Tom makes a sound like he would like to argue that accusation, but Chris growls and pushes the muzzle more firmly against his mouth. “No. You’re going to fuckin’ listen to me and stop trying to talk around me. Yeah?”