Chapter 116

• Andi froze for a beat. Then he shot the driver a venomous glare before slamming the passenger door shut with an exaggerated huff. With a pout, he stomped around the car and dropped into the back seat, arms crossed and brimming with indignation.
• The car rolled forward, smooth and silent as a panther, but the tension inside was palpable.
• Andi kept stealing daggered glances at Riley, his nose ever so slightly wrinkled in dramatic disapproval. Riley, in turn, could only offer a helpless smile, unsure whether to laugh or sigh.