"I—" Thinking about it logically, that could have been concluded if he'd put in a reasonable amount of thought but he hadn't even considered questioning it. It seemed so bizarre to buy such a thing that he hadn't even doubted his birdie's word. Not for a second.

"Poor Angel," Ronan tutted, shaking his head.

"Poor Angel?" Raven snorted loudly, but it ruptured beneath another encore of giggles. "The bastard deserved it. He cheated on me."

"He . . . what?" he wanted to give that more attention, but he had to split it as he shifted into the neighbouring lane. He'd missed his baby. He missed driving, and their reunion...