HAZEL POV
"What do you mean by that?" I asked softly, turning my body slightly in the seat. "What are you running from him for?"
The vulnerability from a second ago vanished instantly.
"None of your business, Hazel."
"So we can talk about me, but we can't talk about you? That's not fair."
"Well, life's not fair. We're going back."
"Killian—"
"I said drop it, Hazel."
He reached forward and twisted the key in the ignition. The powerful engine roared back to life with an expensive hum, completely cutting off the quiet between us.
I clamped my mouth shut and turned my face toward the window. My chest tightened with frustration. He could dig into every single corner of my past and save his number on my phone without permission, but a simple question about his life turned him into a jer
