"Miss Brooks," Nate said, his voice controlled but it carried an edge, "we need to establish some ground rules for the rest of your stay."

Prue turned from the side window, those green eyes dancing with mischief. "Oh, do we? How excitin’. But before we start this thrillin’ conversation… Prue. My name is Prue, and I’d like you to use it."

He ignored that. "This isn't a game." He shifted in his seat to face her more directly. "What you did today was reckless. Disappearing without a ...