“Your manners haven’t improved, I see. How about thank you, Rayne? If I’d left you, you’d still be limping here by dawn, and why are you holding your arm like that?” He whirled around to glare at me, his handsome face fierce. “Thank you, Rayne, for running me over like roadkill then bullying me into your car with your incessant whining. We had a deal, remember? You need to leave. Now.”
