Chapter 138 Getaway
- Matt found me an hour later, wearing a different pair of jeans and his leather jacket. His expression was subdued, and he barely looked at me when he took my hand.
- “We should go,” he muttered.
- “Okay.” I tried to catch his eye, but he wouldn’t look at me. There were a few scratches on his cheek, but nothing too serious. Not that I could see, at least.