“But—” I started.
“Is there a problem?” He cocked a brow as he stared at me.
“No.”
“Something I should know about?” He asked it, but the hard glint in his eye told me he knew the answer.
“No.”
“Good. Then pack a bag. KSU in an hour. They want to get as far down the road as they can today.”
“Anhour?” I asked, incredulous. Kickstands up in an hour? Fucking hell.
“Did I stutter?” He shot me that stare that had cowed lesser men. My respect for him was the only thing that kept me from rolling my eyes.
“Absolutely not, P.”
“Good.” A sincere smile lifted his cheeks, and he gripped my shoulder in his meaty fist. “This is going to be good for you. All of you,” he said as he pointedly held my gaze before glancing at Angel and Jasmine. The man did nothing by chance. He wanted me to see him look at each of us. It was his way of saying he knew exactly what was going on.
I inwardly cursed.
But I made myself a promise as my gaze briefly locked on Jasmine before she dropped her gaze and raked her teeth over her bottom lip.
When I got back, we were laying everything out on the table.
I just hoped she waited for me.