Nicky's POVNow before everyone starts judging me, they left the front door wide open. It was like an open invitation. It was the equivalent of them saying, "Yes Nicky, please leave. I'm begging you."Who could ignore a request like that?Certainly not I. That'd be rude. I suppose in some ways I'm considered a guest, and when they blatantly ask the guest to leave, who am I to object?Also, I was

Nicky's POVLife is full of road blocks and consequences.My life in particular just seems to be a bit more difficult than most in terms of roadblocks and consequences.The most prominent roadblocks in my life at the moment would have to be Volkov and the gang-obviously-and a particular FBI agent that has an annoying habit of tracking me down and turning up everywhere I don't want him to be.I've

Nicky's POVIt's getting harder and harder to breathe and I fall to my knees, coughing and gagging on the air surrounding me. Black dots begin to invade my vision.Suddenly I feel a pair of arms wrap around me and haul me to my feet. I feel their strong grip as they carry me quickly through the flames. I hear the curses that they mutter as they're forced to take different turns and navigate through the smoke and flames.My eyes drift shut as darkness continues to try and pull me in. I hear the cursing get louder

Nicky's POV"Here," Sarah says as she hands Ryder a couple clean towels and a first aid kit. "Don't get blood on my couch."Ryder ignores her as he takes the towels and the first aid kit, turning his attention back to my leg. He shakes his head. "You're going to need to take your pants off."My eyebrows shoot up and I stare at him, waiting for some kind of confirmation that I heard him wrong. It doesn't come. "You're joking."

Nicky's POV I'd like to say that since we kissed there's been some kind of unsaid understanding between the two of us. That we've developed a kind of affection toward each other and are now getting along better.If the fact that I was handcuffed to the car door and Ryder had moved his gun from his holster to his lap was any indication, that was not the case.We'd said our goodbyes to Sarah and started down the road. We had maybe gone a total of ten feet before the arguing started.