"You're very naughty pulling on my hair." Eli didn't mind gentle pulling but his mind was on something else. He shifted around and got Ragnar's bag, wrapped the strap a few times around the rearview mirror and left it hanging there.

"I didn't want him to get hurt." Eli mentioned as he sat back in the seat again and pulled the Swede in for another kiss. Somewhere in Eli's mind he thought about the poor mouse in the bag getting squished in whatever drunken nonsense was about to go down.