“I know what you’re thinking, Freckles, but it’s too far to walk and I won’t let you. Get on, or I’ll put you on.” I scoffed. “Right, you’d love that, wouldn’t you?” Cayden grinned. “Yeah, actually, I would. Let’s do that anyway.” He made to get off the bike, and I rushed forward. The thought of being manhandled by him right now was more than I could deal with. “Fine, whatever. Has anyone ever told you you’re a bully?”
