<span style="font-style: italic">Matthew, you don't know my dad. Just because you took me out of the house doesn't mean he'll stop.</span><br/><br/>“Mister Grey,” He reminded her with a slight smirk and shake of his head. “It would be in his best interest to stop but if he doesn’t then I’ll handle it.” What was he saying? Why was he getting so involved? This was something he should definitely have handed over to the cops but instead he had gone and landed himself in the middle of it. Ultimately he knew he would have to answer to the Elders about this and they were not going to be happy. But Matthew wasn’t an idiot, he knew how to keep a secret and he more than capable of keeping that part of himself hidden. As long as Abby didn’t know anything about his other life she was safe. Or as safe as she could be with her psychopath of a father still walking free. His fingers tightened on the steering wheel, knuckles showing white through the skin. “That thing with your father, that happen a lot?”<br/><br/>He didn’t know much about parents or family. He had been raised by his uncle and now he lived alone but until now that was how he liked it. Still, he knew enough to know that Abby’s home situation was fucked. More than fucked.<br/><br/>Taking one hand off the wheel but keeping his eyes firmly locked on the road he took her hand. “Look, I know I have messed up more than a couple of times since we met. But I can handle myself. No one’s going to hurt me.” Pulling up outside the block of apartments he lived in Matt turned and gave her a cocky, wolfish grin. “I might look like your average English teacher but I’ve got some stuff going on.” He didn’t mention that stuff involved changing into a big hairy beast every now and then. Somehow he didn’t think<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>would go down well. “Before we go inside, I should warn you. I’m not a huge fan of cleaning,” his grin turned sheepish and he allowed himself a small shrug. “I’ll work on it. Just don’t get any big ideas. No cooking, no cleaning, no trying to seduce me. You need to<span style="font-style: italic">rest</span>.”