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what I do.”
    She sounded let down by both of them
and it immediately made me feel like a piece of crap. Had I been distracting
Cutter so much lately that he didn’t have time for his little sister? And was
Blaze so worried about Cutter that he had less time to worry about Heather?
    I remembered what Cutter had said in
the car about their mother and even more guilt came over me. I made a mental
note to try and be on my best behavior from here on out. Try being the key
word.
    “Your brother would cut his head off and
you know it.”
    “Who’s Criminal?” I asked, not being
able to help myself.
    “None of your business, Grace.” She
glanced up at Ace. “And it’s none of your business either.”
    “He’s the little brother of A Misfit,”
he said the word Misfit like it was a disease. “And it’s pretty clear he’s just
using you, Heather, probably for information on your brother.”
    “No, he’s not!” Heather spat out,
uncrossing her legs. “You don’t even know him, he’s my friend! We don’t even
talk about our stupid brothers! He actually cares about what’s going on in my
life!”
    “I really hope you aren’t sleeping
with him,” Ace said, shaking his head.
    I tried not to laugh. The idea was
unlikely. She was clearly too into Blaze to take anything with another guy very
serious, chances are they really were just friends.
    “ Ew , gag!”
Heather looked like she might throw up in the middle of the backseat. “Yeah,
right, have you ever seen him? He’s definitely not my type.”
    “Why not?” I took a long sip out of
the water bottle Ace had brought me.
    She got a dreamy look in her eye for a
second. “He’s too…” She happened to glance up and catch Ace shooting her a
weird look so she just shook her head, snapping out of whatever daze she was
in. “He’s just not my type, okay? Ugh!”
    “Criminal is everyone’s type, remember
that the next time he flashes those sparkling blue eyes at you.” Ace slammed on
the breaks, just missing an old woman crossing the street. “He’s a sweet
talker, that kid.”
    “Sounds to me like you want to date
them,” Heather pointed out.
    I laughed loudly.
    Ace narrowed his eyes at me.
    “What? It was funny.” I sat up in my
seat and leaned forward. “Besides, talking about whatever his name is isn’t
going to get us anywhere. The only thing we should be talking about is how
you’re going to take this next turn and swing by my mom’s house.”
    I’d been trying to get Ace to take me
to see my mom and sister since he first picked me up. So far, I was having
little luck. Every time I brought it up he would just shake his head and then
start ignoring me. How rude could he get?
    “I have strict orders to bring you
directly back to the bar.”
    “But it’s just my mom’s house! What
can go wrong there? You’ll be with us the entire time. And you’re so big and
strong that if anything were to happen you could protect little old me with
almost no effort at all.” I smiled brightly at him.
    “Unlikely,” Heather grunted.
    “You aren’t helping,” I hissed.
    She rolled her eyes but shut up
anyway.
    “There’s no helping.” Ace sped through
a yellow light. “Cutter said no.”
    I leaned my back against the black
leather seat and let my head crash into the headrest. I gave up, it was no use, I was just going to have to wait to see my family. The
thought tugs on my heartstrings and I consider trying to jump out of the car at
the next red light, but I probably wouldn’t get very far. Plus, I had just
promised Cutter I’d listen to him.
    Damn him and his sexy and intense
eyes.
    I glanced out the window, feeling
defeated.
    I heard Heather mumble something to
herself next to me and then she leaned forward herself. “Come on, Ace, you owe
her one anyway. Let her see her mom for a minute, imagine how you would feel if
you couldn’t see your mom whenever you wanted.”
    He stared straight ahead. “I can see
my mom whenever I want because