The journey had been torture. My nervousness was gone and instead had been replaced with irritation. I had not been able to block out Mason’s and Jack’s annoying comments and idiotic conversations.

I looked down at Eli’s hand that I was gripping tightly, surprised that it still had circulation.

“They’re making me want to punch their lights out,” Eli muttered. “Why are they so damn annoying?”

“Just because you’re speaking quietly doesn’t mean we can’t hear you,” Jack whispered from the seats behind us. “That wasn’t very nice, Eli, I think Daisy is rubbing off on you.”

“Are you banging yet?” Mason asked suddenly. Out of the corner of my...