Allison's POV

“How was the drop?” he asked, his tone low and teasing, his face looming carefully to me, shoving his grin right into my face.

My heart thrashed wildly at my ribs, my body weakening from its rampage with each thrust of his proud grin right into my face. My fingers on the door trembled. I was tempted to jump out of the car and run. He might catch me, but he also might not. Though I was sure the bastard would have prepared for that as well. No matter what I did, he was always ...