“Rather walk.” He kept his eyes ahead.
“You’d rather walk in a rainstorm, in the dark?”
No response.
“Or is it that you didn’t want to burden your brothers with a call?”
Nothing.
“Well.” I glanced in the rearview mirror and blew out a breath. “You can’t walk home.”
“Then why don’t you sign a waiver that says I’m fine to drive.”
“Nice guilt trip.”
“Nice organization caddy in your console.”
I glanced at the “Happy car” car organizer I’d had secured to my console. Everything in its place, divvied up between adjustable binders and multi-sized pockets.
How had he even seen it? Phoenix Steele misses nothing—noted.
I looked at the dark road ahead, blurred by sheets of rain. Goosebumps from the cold outside air prickled my arm. I knew he and his brothers lived on a massive compound at the top of Shadow Mountain, but wasn’t sure where it was—or where I was for that matter.
“How far away do you live?”
“Not far.”
“Define not far.”
“Not far.”
I shook my head. “Get in.”
…
“Getin.”
This. Guy.
“Phoenix,accept helpand get into my damn car.Now.I don’t have time for your macho male bullcrap right now.”
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When Phoenix still didn’t stop, I gassed it, yanked the wheel, cutting him off. The SUV bottomed out in a muddy ditch.
That stopped him.
“What thehellare you doing, woman?” He asked. “You just got yourself stuck.”
“Well if you weren’t so bull-headed?—”
He opened my door. “Scoot over.”
“You scoot over.”
We both frowned at each other.
