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“I tell you my name, and you let me go to my room?” I asked. Sure, I had one good zinger of a line, but it was only a matter of time before something crazy or dumb came out of my mouth. I needed to take cover.
“Name, and I’ll step to the side.”
The elevator dinged again, but this time louder.
“What is your name?” I asked.
He glanced at his patch. “Aero, babe, but you already knew that because I saw you look downstairs.”
I had, but I didn’t think I was obvious.
“Why Aero?” I asked.
“I like flying and shit like that. I’m always trying to figure out a way to go faster, and all of that comes down to aerodynamics.”
“Aero,” I whispered.
“Aerodynamics wouldn’t fit on the patch.”
A laugh bubbled from my lips.
“Now tell me your name, babe.”
“What if I like when you call me babe?” I whispered.Holy crap! Another good comeback! I was on a roll.
“Trust me, I’ll still call you babe.” He winked, and it felt like my heart was going to fly out of my chest.
“Sloane,” I croaked.
A smirk spread across his lips. “See, was that so hard?”
Well, yes, but not really.
He pushed the wagon out of the elevator and stepped to the side. “I’ll see you around, Sloane.”
He was going to let me go that easy?
This felt like a trick.
A trick for what, I didn’t know.
I grabbed the wagon handle, and Aero stepped off the elevator behind me.
“Uh, well, thank you for….” I wasn’t sure what I was thanking him for. He had caught me when I had stupidly stumbled. “Your arms.” I closed my eyes and sighed. “I mean, thank you for catching me when I almost fell. With your arms,” I added.
“Anytime, babe.” He winked and turned left down the hallway.
I headed to the right and had to turn around once I realized I had gone the wrong way.
Aero had completely scrambled my brain, and I couldn’t even remember where my room was.
Seven-fifteen.
I hurried past seven-twelve and prayed Aero or Throttle wouldn’t pop out the door.
I managed to get my keycard in my door and pushed it open swiftly. I pulled the wagon in behind me and slammed the door.
Dove didn’t even stir on the bed, and I sagged against the door.
