Dominik
GARRETT TURNS TO WILLOW. "HAS DOM LET YOU TAKE ANY ONE OF these for a joy ride, yet?"
She gives me a sidelong glance. "He likes to be the one behind the wheel."
"Control freak," Garrett nods.
I subtly put my foot out as Garrett walks past. He stumbles just slightly before glaring at me, though there's no real heat in it. "Watch those fancy boots," I tell him. "Floor's real slippery in here."
