We drop Simone off at her house before Parker drives back to the packhouse. I’m working hard on ignoring him, refusing to come up to the front seat. I love the man, but I’m not putting up with his overprotective antics anymore. He gives up trying to talk to me and just starts humming along to the music, strumming his fingers on the steering wheel. He's not even fazed that I'm mad at him.
I’m annoyed as f**k that I have to wait for Parker to let me out of the backseat because of the stupid child locks. We did it for Rose, as new parents, thinking we had to safety proof everything, even though she never goes in Parker’s truck. We bought a Volvo because of its safety rating, and that’s the only vehicle we try to put her in.
I try to push past Parker when I hop down, not taking his helping
