“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Mick growled angrily.
“Visiting an old and very dear lover,” Danny replied. “Aren’t you happy to see me?” His bottom lip slid out into a pout when Mick didn’t immediately respond. “Come on, babe. You know you are.”
“Get out of the car now.”
“Nope. No way, no how. I came all the way out here to visit you and that’s what I’m going to do. Visit. And if that weird guy thinks he’s got a hold on you, he’s sadly mistaken. I let you go once. It’s not happening again.”
“He’s not weird.”
Danny snorted. “Bleached white hair, pale as a ghost, yeah, he’s weird and then some.”
“He’s not pale.”
“You ever look past the package he’s sporting behind those tight jeans? Babe, he’s pale. Not sexy tan like you. Now would you please drive before he comes back and
