"Since you insist on sitting in the passenger seat, tell me, Cadence," Max drawled, his grin widening as he deliberately kept his eyes on the road, "do you have a thing for me? Is that why you keep trying to stop Elias from getting close to me?"
The teasing lilt in his voice was enough to make Cadence's jaw tighten. The man gritted his teeth, torn between firing back with a scathing reply and simply throwing Max out of his own car. In the end, the grin was what did it—the infuriating, self-satisfied grin that made Cadence's patience snap.
Muttering a few choice words under his breath, he yanked the door open and climbed out, slamming it shut behind him with more force than necessary.
