Chapter 7
Ronan wasted no time getting into the passenger side of Molly’s car. Felix briefly thought about driving the truck, but didn’t relish the idea of rocketing pell-mell into the sea. Molly pulled away once Felix was situated in the back. Ronan sat silently rocking in his seat in front of Felix. Not knowing anything else to do, Felix placed a comforting hand on Ronan’s shoulder. It was instantly shaken off. Felix’s face flushed as he withdrew his hand and sat back cradling it as if it were scalded.
“How bad—” Ronan began speaking with a strangled tone before clearing his throat and trying again. “How bad is he?”
Molly placed her free hand on his knee.
Oh, she’s allowed, Felix thought before becoming disgusted with himself. His jealousy knew no bounds of propriety or decorum.
“We
