Roxy
My eyes shot wide open as I tried really hard not to yell at him.
"Wolfsbane?! Aiden, you really don’t expect me to spray that all over myself, do you?"
Ryan glanced at us through the rearview mirror with a curious expression on his face. Clearly, he could tell we were arguing. But Ryan being Ryan, he minded his own business. I liked that about him—unflappable.
"Don’t be ridiculous, Roxy. I wouldn’t poison my little sister," Aiden said, exasperated.
"I’m not your little sister. And how exactly do you expect me to use it then?"
"You’re just supposed to spray it all over like a perfume. Just close your eyes, mouth, and cover your nose. It’ll stink for a few seconds, but after that, it works like a charm," he explained, holding up the small vial as if that somehow made it more conv
