Chapter 30
Wren
"Knox!" I yelled over the roar of the motorcycle. "Drop me at the bus station!"
The wind stole half my voice, but I knew he had heard me.
He simply ignored me.
"Knox!"
Nothing.
Instead, the i***t accelerated, weaving through the late-night traffic as if he hadn't heard a single word I'd said. I tightened my hold around his waist, equal parts terrified and annoyed. It was already well past my curfew, and Mom was going to give me the biggest lecture of my life.
By the time the motorcycle slowed, my stomach had already tied itself into knots.
"No, no, no..." I muttered under my breath.
He stopped directly in front of my house.
My eyes widened.
"You have got to be kidding me."
The engine died. I immediately climbed off the bike, unclipped the helmet, and shoved it
