The car reeked of blood. It was the only smell Ainsley could register; thick, metallic, and heavy in his nose and mouth. He stirred with a low groan, his body aching as if it had been crushed from the inside out. Pain throbbed behind his bandaged head, spreading like wildfire through his skull and down his spine.
He tried to move.
“Don’t move,” Jacob snapped from the front seat, spinning around. His voice cut through the air like a blade. “You scared the hell out of me, Ainsley. What the f**k were you thinking?”
Ainsley winced. His hand reached for the door handle, but it slipped off weakly. His head dropped back, the world spinning.
“I passed out again, didn’t I?” he muttered.
Jacob’s hands clenched the steering wheel, so tightly his knuckles turned white. “You did more than that. Yo
