Jasmine POV
"What if it's a trap? I can't risk anything happening to you."
I shrugged and shook my head, folding the coffee crochet blanket I had snuggled in half of the drive. "That's exactly what the couple assumed until they got the child killed because of their suspicion."
"God! you're so persistent."
He parked by the side of the road and exhaled exasperatedly.
“Don't say anything. Lemme do the talking." He added as a warning.
Somehow faking a surprise expression, I teased the annoyed man next to me. "Oh, so you do have an accent? I never knew."
"I'm serious, Jas." He frowns seriously.
I roll my eyes and sigh in agreement, thrusting M&Ms into my mouth to keep me shut.
A guy over six feet leaned over Griffin's window. His eyes were blue as the afternoon sky, and his brigh
