Chapter 5

I had barely opened the car door when Grant caught up from behind and planted a hand on the roof.

He wore nothing but a shirt and pants. Two of his buttons were fastened wrong, his bare feet stood on the gravel, and my handprint was still visible on his face.

"Give me the keys." He gripped the car door. "You can't drive like this."

"Get out of my way!"

I shoved the door hard, slamming it into his shoulder.

He grunted but refused to move.

"Your hands won't stop shaking." Grant stared at the keys, his voice softening. "Come…