I head for the door, a flood of voices following. “Tempting, but I’m a bit busy saving your ass at the moment.” She can’t see the smirk that twitches my lips, but I’m sure she hears it in my voice when I add, “Speaking of ass, how’s the view back there, Gray?” “Nauseating,” she bites out. I whip open the door and step inside. “You know I can see your left foot twitch, yes?”
