Chapter 12 In The Hot Seat

• Elle averts her gaze as a deep flush spreads across her face. "Uhm, I have plans." But we'll catch up before I leave.
• “Count on it.” Romano bends down to ruffle Maria’s hair. “Enjoy the Cinnabon, little lady. Make sure your big bro watches a little more closely next time. Shit can happen fast.”
• Romano’s eyes narrow at Hunter when he speaks those last few words. His spine stiffens, and he suddenly wishes for the baseball bat sitting on his bedroom floor to magically appear in his hand, even though he was supposed to be working with this douchebag now.