Knox's POV
I intentionally poked her so she kept cussing and ranting rather than thinking about the entire process, since I was sure as hell that she was freaking out on the inside. I kept things that way until Dave announced that we were almost there. She recoiled instantly and reacted to nothing I did.
I let her be until the car came to a stop at the parking lot. She took shaky deep breaths and while she did, I gestured for us to be left alone.
"Hey, Moth,"
"Hey, Luther," she whispered back.
"You do know how I hate being called Luther, right?"
"That's exactly why I call you Luther."
I paused, reconsidering my intention to soothe her.
"You know what?" I sighed. "Let's bring victory home," I said, rubbing her back.
I gave her just a little time to process what
