Jan's POV
But as angry as I was, I thought of my wife's safety and told Kyle not to drive too fast. Oh, and there were many cars on the road today.
“You're pissed,” the man said, noticing my condition and slowing down to the bare minimum. “Why?”
“Yes, Jan, what are you mad about?” Yaroslava asked.
I provided my mate another dark look.
She's still asking…
Mocker!
