"I don't have anything to prove. Not to you, not to anyone." This wasn't about proving anything. This was about a fight, plain and simple. If it wasn't fighting, it was fucking someone and hadn't that been how he'd gotten into this mess in the first place?

Screwing Prior. Staying with him. Falling in...

Freddie's fist flew out, hitting the side of Lex's jaw with a satisfying smack.