#Chapter99

Dane pats himself down, steps back away from me by a few more steps, then reaches out and yanks his door open with mock hostility. A whoosh of air with the speed he hauls at it making it seem somehow angry.

"She's here... nagging my brain about coming home without letting anyone know. Can you remove your mini-me before my ears start bleeding? I can only take so much scolding from a pint-sized chihuahua." Dane has his instant pissy attitude tone and that hostile aura he excels at around my mom, and it takes me a second to get with the program. My sudden gawping of insult and rising...