She shrugged. “I’ve seen worse. That was clean compared to high school. Actual betting and all that.” She uncrossed her arms and took a few steps, peering in the direction of the fleeing guy. “I have to admit, I’ve never seen anyone run away quite that fast.” Turning her gaze on Gage, she lifted an eyebrow. “Maybe you could use my name.”
He chuckled at that, slipping the cash in his jacket pocket. It hadn’t exactly been a fair fight given that Gage wasn’t human…
But he had gone easy on the arrogant little fool.
“Yeah sure. What’s your name, Lass?”
“Summer. Yours?” She offered him a smile, but kept her distance all the same. She didn’t like people who assumed she couldn’t take care of herself. Maybe he meant well, but she’d give him space until he made up for it.