I glared at Troy and shook my head. “You really can’t drive? Really? Especially since you were driving after the car park to the police station and then to my house… yet now you can’t drive?”
He continued to give me a pitiful look but there was still that twinkle in his eye. "You just don't want to help me? After I was injured protecting you? I thought that you were a kind, caring person, but I guess I was wrong. It turns out that you don't even want to drive me home."
It really was pathetic and not kind of cute or funny. I swear it was not cute, not cute!
"Fine!" I finally snapped, or tried to act like I snapped. "Get in the damn car. I'll drive you home, you big baby! Let me just call and cancel the taxi,"
I called and called the taxi as we walked over to the car.
I still had the
