Chapter17: An Inferiority Complex

[Keith]  "I have a session with Bella, so I need you to drive Bianca to that address."  Dante barely spared me a glance as he said it, too busy cradling the half-conscious woman in his arms. His voice was as casual as ever as if he weren't passing off his latest conquest like discarded luggage.  I forced a smile. "Sure, no problem."  I reached to take her from him, but the moment my hands touched her body, Dante's grip tightened. His dark eyes bore into mine.  "I believe this should be common sense, but don't try anything with her." His voice dropped in a warning.  I sighed dramatically. "Have you so little trust in me? I wouldn't take advantage of an unconscious woman." Then, with a smirk, I added, "She won't even get wet if she's not awake."  The death glare that followed nearly made me regret the joke. I let out an awkward chuckle, raising my hands in surrender. "Relax, I'm just kidding."  Dante's humourless stare lingered a second longer before he finally handed her over, but even