Will’s POV
Dash offered to Blink the whole lot of us back to the Academy, but Harley very forcefully retorted that doing so twice might kill him, so instead we all “borrowed” cars from the garage of the Protective Society stronghold.
I expected Payton to want to ride with her brother, and I expected my father to insist that I ride with him. But, somehow, when everyone lined up to choose cars, Payton grabbed me by the arm, pulled me over to a bright, red convertible sports car and informed me that it was our ride.
So here we are, two hours later, driving toward home and talking about… well, everything.
It truly blows my mind, being here with her, watching her long, red hair blowing around in the wind as she smiles like she didn’t spend the last month of her life as a kidnapping victi
