Rook & Rebel (The Mavericks, #1)

by Kate Crew

I stood there, stunned, as my would-be mugger talked to me like we were friends, like he was surprised at Elliot’s behavior. “I’m sorry. Do you feel sorry for me?” I asked, finally snapping out of it.

“Wow. Oh, wow. I’m so pathetic, the man who needs to rob me at gunpoint feels sorry for me?” “Hold on. Let’s get this straight. I was robbing him. I wasn’t coming for you.” “No? You had a gun pointed at me!”

You’re kind of an asshole, aren’t you?” He cocked his head, his eyes narrowing. “We met with a gun in your face. Do I look like a sweet, innocent boy to you?”

“See you…never again, probably.” “Hey,” he yelled. “What if I do want to see you again?”

His face had been painted, the black and white skeleton face marred by splattered red paint. At least, I hoped it was red paint.

“Going to run away from me again?” I asked, smiling as she scowled. “Yes.” “My favorite. Run, run, Rebel. I can chase you all night.”

Are you really sitting somewhere stalking me while texting to get to know me??

I made my presence known because I couldn’t take one more silent episode of Dateline without screaming.” She leaned down onto the windowsill. “I could turn on subtitles if it’s helpful.” “It would be nice.

“My dad is home tonight. If he catches you, he’ll call the cops.” “That’s okay. I’m faster than them.”

“No, because I’ll cut you,” I said, facing him now. Rook only grinned as he slipped on his shirt. “And I’ll let you, baby.”