“We have to know the extent of the damage. If gets too bad in Virginia, then we can’t let you go.”
I roll my eyes at him and wrench my hand out of his. “I can teleport us somewhere in a second if it gets too bad,” I say smugly and move again to turn off the news. Again, his hand attacks mine.
“I want to listen.”
“And I don’t!” I try again to get my hand out of his grip, but he only tightens it. “Ugh! You are such a pain in my ass!” I give him a look that I wish had the power to shoot fireballs at his offending hand. Instead of mirroring my look with one of his own, he awards me with one his smoldering looks with a hint of that arrogant grin. That look makes me want him to pull the car over so I can ravage him. “I know what you are doing,” I accuse him.
His grin widens and he continues to stare at me, not appearing to pay any attention to the highway in front of us. “What am I doing?” he teases.
I can’t help it. My face relaxes out of its aggressive, pointless attack and I feel my lips twitch to smile. “Disarming me in the way only you know how.”
“Really? Only me.” If it’s even possible, his eyes smolder more. Dear gods, can we stop this car now?
I nod my head slowly because apparently I forgot the ability of speech. Damn him. I can never win an argument with him.