They maintained a tense silence until they reached the car. The moment the doors closed and the tinted glass sealed them inside, Miranda finally released a long breath, collapsing against the seat as if the confrontation had drained every ounce of her strength.
Nolan settled beside her, studying her with an expression that mingled admiration with something darker and more primal. "That was..." he finally said, his voice a low rumble, "...unexpectedly savage."
Miranda gave a breathless laugh, dragging a hand over her face. "I think I experienced temporary amnesia somewhere between mentioning unicorns and discussing dick size."
From the back seat, Noelle let out a delighted hoot. "You absolutely destroyed him. Socially executed. I wouldn't be surprised if he never gets an erection again. Miranda, I'm ready to bow at your feet. It took every bit of self-control not to start applauding."
"I'm genuinely proud," Collins added with warmth. "And slightly terrified of you now."
