Page 26 of Rush

“Well, there’s two hours of my life I’m never getting back,” Ares complains as we leave the theater.

“An hour and forty-five actually. And are you being serious? I loved it.”

“It was crap, and you know it, Jailbird.”

My brows crash together. “Pfft. You wouldn’t know a good movie if it came up and smacked you in the face.”

He stops walking and stares down at me. “And you would?”

“Yep.” I give him a knowing grin and start walking, leaving him behind.

I exit through the door, into the throng of the other moviegoers, and out into the chilly night.

I stop outside the theater, zipping up my jacket, and start debating on whether to walk or grab a cab.

“I’m driving you home.” Ares’s voice comes from beside me.

I slide a glance in his direction. “You drove here?”

“Yep. Come on.” He starts to walk away, expecting me to follow him.

“No, thanks. I’ll take a cab.”

“I’m driving you home,” he repeats with a firmness that irritates me.

“Don’t tell me…” I put a hand on my hip. “Missy said you had to.”

“She actually said I had to make sure you got home okay, and by that, she meant, see you safely to your front door, and I know you don’t drive, so I’m driving you.”

“Don’t you ever tell her no?”

He laughs loudly. “If only. I learned years ago to just do as she says; it makes my life a whole lot easier.”

I sigh and roll my eyes. He might be an asshole, but he loves his sister. Can’t fault him for that.

“Fine. Where’s your car?”

“Just over here.”

I follow him toward a big, shiny black truck. Surprisingly, he opens the door for me.

“Erm…thanks,” I say as I move past him to get in.

And…sweet Lord, it’s high. And I’m vertically challenged.

Okay, I can do this.

I’m just thanking foresight that I wore jeans tonight.

I lift my leg, managing to get my foot on the edge of the car. One hand on the door, the other on the seat, I try to hoist myself in…and fail.

I hear him laugh behind me, so I scowl at him over my shoulder.

He shrugs and smiles. “You need a boost in?”

“Fuck off,” I bite.

“You and your filthy mouth.” He tuts, head shaking, amusement in his eyes.