"You're going to stop distracting me while I drive," he said and there was no humor in his voice. "Do you understand?" "Jeans tight?" I asked, daring him. Judd narrowed his eyes at me in a rather scary way. Instead of shirking away from him, I remembered how it was his job to get me to Ellsberg safely. Narrowing my eyes, I glared right back at him. We held those angry gazes for a few minutes then he grinned. "Yes," he said, answering my question as he stared at the now moving traffic. "So shut up, will ya?"