Letisha’s POV

“Are you okay?”

I glared up at the man who had just saved my life. I couldn’t decide if I wanted to thank him or kick his ass for putting me in this position in the first place.

Somehow, I didn’t think ‘thank you for pushing me out of oncoming traffic, after harassing me into it,’ would roll off the tongue so smoothly.

I ignored the hand Rodney extended to help me to my feet. Somehow, I doubted that offer for assistance would ...