“I’m going to tell him you said that.”
That would be a bad idea. I have a feeling he would do it just because I asked him not to, then it would become awkward when you started drooling.
“I would not drool,” I snap, and Percival makes a tsking sound of disbelief. “I wouldn’t.”
“Wouldn’t what?” Remy asks, and I take a long look at him.
“Maybe I would, but just a little. Can you blame me?” I say out of the corner of my mouth, then to Remy, I add, “Nothing, we need to go.”
Remy’s brow furrows for a moment, but he shakes it off and opens the front door for me.
Chapter 26
You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.
When Remy pulls up in front of the police station, my dad’s truck is parked in the front space, and there’s a luxury sedan parked next to it. “Thanks for the ride. I really would feel better if I had my car though.”
“Why would you want that beater when you have three perfectly fit men to ride…you around?” Remy gives me a naughty grin over his shoulder.
“I’m sure you meandriveme around,” I deadpan.
“No, I really didn’t. Have a good day at work catching killers and shit, doll.”
I’m about to suffocate,Percival grumbles.
“Hexes, I’m sorry.” I flip open the top of my bag.
Not from lack of oxygen, you ninny. On pheromones and sexual frustration.
Felix lets out a bark of laughter.
“What’s so funny?” Remy investigates the backseat.
“My witty familiar.” I flip the cover of my bag back, hoping to really deprive him of oxygen.
“I’ll tell you later.” Felix is still chuckling. Wonderful.At least he’s not only calling me out this time.
“We’ll be around. Call if you need to leave…or anything else.” Grayson sounds a little gruff, but also a little unsure. It’s kind of cute.
I’m smiling when I step into the parking lot. Dad must have been waiting for me, because he’s standing at the front door, watching my approach. “Much better, jackasses!” Dad hollers and waves to the guys in the car behind me.
“Pop,” I groan.
“What? I’m giving them positive reinforcement.”
“You also called them jackasses.” I reach for the door and tug it open for both of us.
“Just calling it like I see it.” Dad puts his hand high on the door and ushers me ahead of him. “I’ve been meaning to tell you, your car isn’t at Mickey’s. I drove past yesterday, and it’s not there.”
I stop my progress toward Dad’s office and wilt. “Crap, did JJ bring it here?” I ask with little hope.
“Nope, the only vehicles out there are LaPointe’s and the cruisers.”
“I’m going to kill them. I know the guys must be behind this,” I sneer.
“I shouldn’t be surprised the corruption at this station runs much deeper than just trumped-up charges for traffic violations.” The same lawyer from yesterday is leaning against the wall, nodding her head as if my words should be taken seriously.
I don’t bother responding to her goading. The door chimes, and Dad and I both turn to look over our shoulders at the sound. I’m half expecting to see one of the guys, and I’m about to demand the location of my car, but it’s not Remy, Felix, or Grayson.
