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I ease back on the throttle and cut sharp into oncoming traffic to catch the left turn at the last second. I narrowly miss smashing the front end into a pickup and damn near swipe a pedestrian.
“Rex.”
The way she says my name still sends chills down my spine as I ride down the narrow alleyway and give my best effort not to hit anything. The tires bump against the brick roadway, vibrating the car and traveling up my ass to raddle my brain.
“Rex!”She slides up the seat, the death glares heavy in my direction.
“Aria, babe. I can’t tell you. I’m sorry.” I speed out of the alley and pray there’s nothing in my path as I pull the e-brake and skid onto another main road, going the opposite direction we just came. I risk a glance over at her like I have been since this whole thing started, only to find her staring blankly out of the windshield.
“I’m in a moving car with you, breaking so many speed limits …” I’ve broken more than speed limits tonight, but the name of this game happens to be about the less she knows, the better. “And you don’t think I deserve to know why the hell I feel like I can’t let go of the dashboard?”
Shit. She’s got me.
I shake my head with a sigh as I settle back into my seat, some of the adrenaline coming down. I peel my fingers from the steering wheel and shake out a trembling, aching hand.
“I do think you deserve to know.” I rebut because that’s not the point. She deserves the world at her fingertips, not her picture plastered all over every social media outlet and tabloid thanks to me. She doesn’t know it, but I’m protecting her privacy.
“Then whatthe fuck?”The last words come off on a shriek that pierces my ears and makes me cringe at the pain shootingthrough my eardrums and down my fucking spine. She’s damn persistent.
Wouldn’t you be, too, you fucking schmuck?
I coast into traffic and blend as much as I can with the public.
“How’s your hand?” I try, true concern eating at me as I watch her flex the thing for the hundredth time.
“It’s fine.” Aria deadpans, her gaze going straight to the window.
“Your shoulder?” Again, I try to redirect the focus onto the concern I have tightening my chest at the abuse her beautiful body has taken because of me.
“It’s my damn arm, Rex. What the hell do you want from me?” She turns in the seat, pulling a cocked knee up, and I have a feeling that if she could, her hands would be firmly planted on her hips.
Or my neck, I’m not sure which is more likely.
She’s cute, and it pulls a smile at the corners of my lips.
“Babe, I want a lot from you.” I flash her my best grin, the one I’ve used to charm the panties off women in the past, and reach over the center console to clasp her knee. She scoffs but doesn’t push me away.
“That doesn’t answer my question at all, Rex. You won’t answer any of my questions.” I half-shrug—she’s not wrong—and pull the car off onto a side street with less traffic. A check in the rear view confirms that Ian is back on my tail with just enough space between us to not cause any more questions.
“Maybe I like being mysterious.” I defend lightheartedly.
I have to bring her back down.
“Maybe this is how women go missing.” She shoots back at me like a shot to the chest.
“Whoa, hey …” I grab her hand, concern furrowing my brow again. “I’m not trying anything weird.”
“Sure as hell seems like it, Rex.” She snatches her hand back and crosses her arms over her full chest. “The only reason I’m still in this car is because you’re still going way over the fucking speed limit and you’re somehow connected to my sister.”
Her sister?
Confusion settles in and I double-take Aria after a thorough check of the speedometer.
I must be missing the point or something as I ease back on the throttle again.
I’ve never met anyone that looks or acts like her, I’d remember that shit if I did.
She’s too damn alluring to forget.
