Chapter 76

Mark started laughing under his breath.

“What’s so funny?”

“Matheson is going to be pissed. He usually parks here, and it burns his butt if anyone else does.”

I growled and turned the ignition back on. Fortunately, there was additional curb space, and I let the Jag roll forward. “Better?”

“Hey, it’s not me who objects to anyone taking my spot.”

“Pain in the ass,” I muttered. “Okay, so what are we doing?” Given the promise of a blow job, I hoped he’d volunteer to wait in the car. I should have known better.

“We’re going up to Theo’s.”

I sighed, got out of the car, and removed the crutch from the backseat. “All right, tough guy. I just hope you don’t regret this.”

The passenger door was open by the time I got around to it, and Mark had swung his legs out. I couldn’t help cringing, thinking of the pressure he’d put on his injured thigh, but I wasn’t going to ask him again if he was sure he wanted to do this.