#Chapter24

“Dane, seriously, you’re drunk and being strange. Get off me.” I shove him back, but he catches me by the wrist and pulls me with him, so I end up tripping forward and colliding with his chest. The smell of alcohol, leather jacket, Dane's usual aftershave smell, and something … street air, smoke, and fumes from his bike and the sweet, cloying scent of a woman all over him that somehow riles me up.

“You wanna see? I don’t need to rely on my dad for cash after this… I can earn it myself. A surefire way to bring it in fast and ready and get the hell out...