So I did what any adult would do—I put my hands over Louie’s ears. “He’s not going to kill us or anything, right?” I asked. Dallas blew out a breath as the corners of his mouth bunched into a frown. “I’d never let that happen,” he stated so evenly, so matter-of-fact, this ripple of who-the-hell-knows-what shot up the nerves of my spine.
