Page 13 of Mayhem and Minnie

It’s those damn big eyes of hers.

There’s something unsettling about them.

“Doesn’t make one damn difference.” I roll my eyes.

Now it’s her turn to study me with an inscrutable expression.

She shrugs the coat off her shoulders and leans closer to me.

“Really?” she asks, blinking repeatedly.

I take hold of her shoulders and push her back in her seat.

“Really. Now tell me where your home is so I can take you.” And wash my hands of you. But I don’t say that.

“You don’t find me irresistible?” She frowns.

“What the hell is with these questions? Did you hit your head when you fell?”

She shakes her head.

“I thought that’s why you saved me. So you can…” She swallows. “So you can have your way with me.”

I tilt my head to the side, staring at her.

This girl. She’s testing my patience.

“Why the hell would I save you to take advantage of you myself? That makes no fucking sense,” I tell her.

“You swear a lot,” she murmurs.

“Yeah, so?”

“I don’t like it.”

“Well, I don’t fucking care what you like.”

“But it’s crass,” she goes on.

“Don’t care. My car, my rules. If you don’t like it, see yourself out,” I say and click the button to unlock the passenger door. Stretching over her seat, I push the door open.

Immediately, the chilly wind makes its way inside.

She purses her lips as she stares at me, a hint of mutiny in her gaze. She grabs the handle of the door and closes it.

Oh, so the little rabbit has some spunk after all.

“Why did you save me then?” she eventually asks.

“Fucking hell,” I groan as I scrub a hand over my face. “Now I’m wondering the same thing. Why the hell did I have to save you?” I mumble under my breath.

“No one else did,” she continues, turning fully toward me. “No one else stopped to ask what was going on.”

“Yeah, well, don’t make it into something more,” I mutter, heat traveling up my face.

“You really don’t want me?” she asks incredulously. “You don’t find me irresistible at all?”

“What, are you offering?”

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