Sirius immediately dismisses all but two of his men and carries me towards the black Escalade parked haphazardly at the end of the alley. “Sirius, I don’t need you to care for me.”
Sirius ignores me, keeping his eyes trained forward. “Sirius, I said—” I snap, but he cut me off sharply.
“ I heard you, but I told you I am going to take care of you, and that was not up for debate.” His tone is Kurt into The Point, and I pout against the solidness of his chest, refusing to look up at him again.
He places me into the passenger seat, and I jerk against him, going to shimmy out of the car, please stop me with a firm hand on my chest and a “No.” Eileen back pouts, and he buckles me in and ignores how I glare at him. “ Don't move,” he warns.
He closes the door, and I have the immediate need t
