The bus was definitely warmer, or... causing a heat to press through them. Rayne was trying to ignore it, trying to focus on Max rather than the growing, gnawing heat.

The hand on his hip squeezes slightly, before slipping further down, to his thigh, then back up to his hip. "I can walk you through anything about this city. Help you, like you normally help me. Give you a place to stay, work. Whatever you need."

He'll protect him, use his Dominant status to shield him. There's nothing he wouldn't do, for Max.