Chapter 42

This wasn’t how things were supposed to turn out, his eyes met Darian’s in the rear view mirror and the look on his face was pure evil, he was absolutely enjoying this.

“...what do you think Leon?” Jaxie chose that very moment to ask.

He blinked at this, caught off guard by Jaxon’s expectant eyes. “It’s...um… I think it’s cool.” He muttered, hoping it was the right response.

He could feel Darian’s silent laughter because his hand was literally held over the psychopath’s washboard abs, you’d probably get a concussion if you rammed your head against his stomach.

Fucking idiot.

Thankfully, his answer seemed to satisfy Jaxon because he smiled brightly and went back to looking at the scenery.

He used this opportunity to snatch his hand back and Darian let him, a ghost of a smile drifting across his hard face in the mirror when their eyes met.

Leon stuck his tongue out at him, upset that his fun had been ruined.