Anger

Carson returns Misty's kiss and rolls over onto his back to look up to her, traces of a sly grin surfacing. He lifts his hand to cradle her face. "Thanks, Missy. Drive safe, okay?"

He finally sits up so she can get up too, and stands, giving her a hand. He walks her to the door, then pauses, leaning on the doorway. "I'll talk to you tomorrow. Let you know what's going on."


Axel keeps his eyes lowered, receiving Jess' words, but his embarrassment was too much for him to look her in the eye just yet. He takes another bite of his steak, trying to ignore the whole thing. "Doesn't matter what you say," he mutters quietly. "They don't care."

The eyes at the other table glance up as they hear Jess talking, and they know that she had heard them. Their voices hush for a moment, but the looks keep coming. "... got a girl... why he's not behind bars... let people like that loose... maybe... she's his next victim."

Axel's jaw tightens and he forces himself to take a sip of his water. It wasn't often that the anger flashed in his eyes like it was right now.