“I’ll kill him.” Trent struggled to sit up, almost like he was ready to crawl out of the car and do just that. I hit the child safety lock to trap him in. He fought for only a moment before he wisely gave up the second he realized he couldn’t get the door open. “Shit.” He sighed, dropping back down with a sleepy little grumble. “I’ll kill him later, then.”
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