Lilith
The car has barely rolled to a stop when Kael flings his door open. The driver is rounding the car, with his mouth wide open, trying to do his job, but Kael isn't paying him any attention.
His fingers are wrapped around my wrist, and he yanks me from the backseat with an incredulous grin on his face.
"Kael," I squeal as I am dragged toward my house. "The driver…"
Glancing over his shoulder for a moment, he makes eye contact with the driver. "You will find a generous tip has been deposited into your account."
"Thank you, sir," he mutters.
The driver's eyes are watching us carefully, as if his favorite TV drama is on.
"You will find another one tomorrow morning," Kael continues as he tosses me over his shoulder. "If you manage to keep your discretion."
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