Chapter Thirty-Five
Flynn
I had no sense of time. The cold drizzle had passed, and I could see the moon between the clouds as we drove. I had Daphne tucked against my good side and dozed off and on during the drive home. I came awake when Grant transitioned off the pavement to the gravel that was only a few miles away from home. A bump jolted my ribs, and it hurt like hell.
My breath hissed between my teeth, and I felt Daphne turn toward me. “Are you okay?”
“Completely fine,” I murmured. I was annoyed as hell at my physical state. I was fine, but cracked ribs hurt. This wasn’t my first go-round with them.
“He’s fine, Daphne. He’s just looking for some sympathy,” Grant teased from the front.
I felt myself start to laugh and caught it just in time. “f**k you, man. Don’t try to make me
