"It does? Let's go," Ronan said immediately. It sort of came out as a bark, but his body had visibly loosened up. He stormed past Adam only to come to a lurching halt as his leg buckled underneath him.

"Fuck!"

He stumbled to the left, catching himself on the back of a bench. Even the smooth varnish cloaked over its natural wood seemed eager to sell him something. He gave his head a little shake, blinking as the pain subsided. He inhaled through wide nostrils and pushed on, too embarrassed to turn around to see if Adam was following. Never mind he had no idea where Adam's place was.

It was Adam after all, not Gansey, who had witnessed the entire spectacle. And the last time Ronan checked, it wasn't Gansey he had a god-sized crush on.