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That’s why he’s a Blue Blood.
We show up for each other, no questions asked.
Even though it’s doubtful they’re still in the woods or that they would emerge this long after we did, I look back as we drive away.
Then I look up ahead.
If they’re smart, they split up. Maybe some guys were chasing us through the woods, but someone else should be out looking for us on the other side.
“Keep an eye out up ahead. There were enough guys, they might have spread out. Someone could cut us off up here at the next street.”
Shane glances at me in the rearview mirror. “You know, I didn’t sign up for a fucking car chase tonight. If I’d known you’d need me, I would have brought the other car.”
“You weren’t my first pick either,” I assure him. “I should’ve called Dare. That fucker doesn’t feel fear. I bet he’s great at driving in high-stress situations.”
“Well, if I’m so fucking bad at it, you can feel free to get out and walk.”
“Just keep your eyes open.”
I’m tense driving past the next couple of roads, but in no time at all, we’re clear of the immediate area and near my car.
Now that the immediate danger seems to have passed, my fight-or-flight instincts settle enough that I start feeling the aftermath of what went down back there.
I couldn’t feel it when we were on the run with all that adrenaline coursing through me, but now, the pain in the center of my back toward my left shoulder pulses and radiates heat. I can feel something foreign sticking out of my back in a few places, so I don’t sit back against the seat.
I can feel the girl looking at me, too. I look over at her, and her gaze darts away like she got caught looking at a boy in class. “What’s your name?”
“Brynn Blakely.”
She answers like a schoolgirl, too. Like she’d give her name ten out of ten times to someone who asked for it, and maybe offer a report about what she did over summer vacation, too.
She doesn’t ask mine. I don’t know if it’s because she figures if we’re both wearing masks, we probably aren’t going to offer our names and she doesn’t want to put us in the position of saying no, or…
Actually, no.
That’s what it is.
I’d put money on it.
There’s something absurdly proper about her as she sits there trying to straighten the see-through white lace to cover her smooth, exposed thigh. Her hand freezes when she spots something she must not have noticed before, though.
Blood.
Not hers, but the blood of that asshat who was on top of her when I slid my blade between his fucking ribs.
I didn’t like that guy. Probably didn’t need to stab him, but I wanted to, so I did.
He’ll be fine. I shouldn’t have pierced anything vital, but it was an unnecessary risk to take.
I didn’t like that he kissed her.
I don’t know why, I just didn’t.
Doing damage like that leaves me open to potential trouble, though, so I shouldn’t have done it. I don’t know if they’ll take him to a hospital to get him stitched up, but assuming they do, someone’s going to ask how he got that injury.
“We’re gonna need to get a tail on the RKs,” I tell Shane. “I need to know what their next moves are so I can figure mine out.”
“Our next moves,” Shane says without having to think about it. His gaze flickers to me in the mirror, but since the girl’s here, he doesn’t say anything else.
