The car doors close with a solid thunk.

Alexander settles into the driver's seat, hands gripping the steering wheel.

His jaw is tight. Shoulders rigid.

'Still angry about Simon.'

I bite my lip to hide the smile.

'Alexander. Are you jealous?' I send the thought through our bond, adding a teasing lilt.

His head snaps toward me. Green eyes blazing.

'Wait until tonight,' he sends back. 'You'll see ...