Chapter 79: You're Too Pure

He shoved me into the passenger seat like I weighed nothing, snapping the buckle over my chest before slamming the door shut. The glare he sent me through the glass could have melted steel. But not me. I whipped around, indignant, my arms crossing tight against my chest as he slid into the driver’s side and started the engine. “You’re unbelievable, Roman!” I snapped, heat rushing to my cheeks. “Why the hell would you do that? You can’t just manhandle me like—” “You were about to ditch me and ride with Reese.” His tone cut through mine like a blade, sharp and fast. His knuckles whitened around the wheel. “That’s why. How could you?” I scoffed, my head jerking toward him. “Well, excuse me for not wanting to ride with you. Is it such a crime to be with your brother?” “Yes.” The word landed like a gunshot, no hesitation, no humor. His jaw locked. “It’s a crime, Savannah. Don’t ever do that again.” My mouth fell open. “Do what, exactly? Try to be comfortable?” “Don’t you ever storm off in a