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He was silent so long I thought he’d ignore me completely.

Then he said, “Not one thing.” His tone was clipped. And furious.

I stared at him. “Why not?”

“You already knew how fucking idiotic that was when you did it.”

His voice stayed level. That was worse than yelling.

“You knew exactly what you were doing, and you did it anyway. You’d do it again. Clayton needed enlightening. I have some small hope he learned a lesson.”

His jaw tightened. “But you?” He shook his head once. “I have no hope of that with you.”

My anger flared hot enough to burn through the hurt. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

He shot me a look, then returned his gaze to the road. “You wanted a reaction.”

I stared at him. “From who?”

He glanced at me.

I understood. For a second I was too surprised to be angry.

Then I actually laughed. It was short and ugly.

“You think I did that to spite you?”

He said nothing.

“You weren’t supposed to be there, Declan.”

His expression changed. Just slightly.

“I didn’t know you were coming.” Nothing. “I didn’t know you were anywhere near that place.”

“You saw me.”

“Eventually.”

“And then you did it again.”

I opened my mouth. Closed it.

“I was in the middle of learning a new technique. And your face annoyed me.”

His nostrils flared. That almost made me laugh again.

“Jade was teaching me.”

“I noticed.”

“I wasn’t up there for those guys. I barely remembered they were watching. What exactly did you think was going to happen?” I demanded. “I was going to learn a back-hook spin and suddenly my life was ruined?”

“Piper.”

“No. You don’t get to Piper me like I’m being unreasonable.”

“They were looking at you.” His hand flexed against the wheel.