Colt, you’re going to be a nurse, not a cop. If anything happens, I’ll pay the fines for you.”
“Still don’t need it.”
“Why?” She paused for a moment, thinking. “Because you’re still trying to get into Daddy’s good books?”
“Shut up,” I muttered, blowing my frustrations into another balloon—it grew between my palms. This had nothing to do with my father.
“From what you’ve told me of the guy, he’s a jerking dick, Colt. I don’t know why you’re seeking his approval.