Once all their bags were inside, he practically ran to the other side and frowned because he tried opening the door, and that s**t was not moving at all.
"How do we-" Jem didn't get to finish his sentence because Grey came up behind him.
He felt his chest on his back, and he didn't mind as he leaned into him a little. He pulled the handle all the way up. He was afraid he would break it. But when he focused on his hands, he had his claws out, and he heard a click and the handle retracted in on itself, and a button appeared.
"Do the honours, love," he whispered.
His breath hit Jem’s ears as he snaked his hands around his waist. Jem was weak in the knees. He heard a click as he pressed the red button, and the door slid to the side, revealing the interior.
"This looks like a normal van,
