Jesse

I could sense a fight coming on. The guys were all rigid in their seats, trying to pretend that the sound of Lia lying there, squirming in her seat wasn’t getting to us. For myself, I was throbbing, trying to ignore the blood rushing to my groin.

Something had to be done and if I was going to be the first person to say it, then so be it. Someone had too.

“We need to figure out what we are going to do,” I muttered, voice gruff.

The rain cleared his throat. “I assumed we were ...