The look on her face was pissing me off. I just want to lie down. I hadn’t been lying about my head hurting. Tossing her hand aside, I let my anger and frustration leech out. “Get the fuck out of my bed.”

A couple of the guys around us snickered. I ignored them. The girl’s eyes sparkled, like she was enjoying my anger. “Fuck me, and I will.”

I closed my eyes. Un-fucking-believable. Clearly, whatever I did, the girl wasn’t going to take no for an answer. I didn’t have the energy or patience to deal with her right now. A sudden thought occurred to me, and opening my eyes, I smiled at her. “Okay…just give me one second.”

She bit her lip, looking truly excited now. I met eyes with Kurt—he looked a little surprised that I’d said yes. I smirked at him, then walked to the front of the bus. Sitting on a seat, I pulled out my phone to call the one person who could successfully empty my bed for me.

“Hey, Griffin…I need a favor.”

He sounded annoyed. “Kind of in the middle of something, Kell.”

I smiled into the phone. “There’s a naked girl in my bed. I need you to get rid of her for me.”

“Be right there.” He hung up before I could even say goodbye.

He stepped onto the bus quicker than I would have thought possible. He was winded, and I knew he’d run the entire way. I held up my knuckles, and we bumped fists as he walked by me. Grin on my face, I tilted my head to listen.

“Who are you? What the hell are you doing? I’m not here for you, asshole! Put your clothes back on!” The annoyed screech in the girl’s voice was very satisfying.

I heard the sounds of scuffling, then heard Griffin say, “Ow! Stop hitting me!”

There were more sounds of Griffin being assaulted, then I heard someone approaching. I twisted to see the girl, fully dressed now, storming down the aisle. Her eyes narrowed at me, her face a picture of fury.

“Jerk,” she muttered, strutting past me.

I was the jerk in this situation? Really? Wow. After she left, all I heard from the back of the bus was laughter. And Griffin complaining about crazy women. He appeared a moment later, thankfully also dressed. He smirked at me as he walked by. “You’re welcome,” he said.

I shook my head as he left the bus, momentarily grateful that his advances hadn’t been successful, and he hadn’t screwed her on my bed. I’d been fairly certain of the outcome, but…you never know. Sometimes Griffin’s bluntness worked.