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“What?” Had she lost her mind?
“If I have the keys, I’ll be the one in trouble. Not you.” She held out her upturned palm.
I stared at it. Why hadn’t I already dropped the keys into her hand? I couldn’t take risks like this. Especially not for someone I didn’t believe in.
I’m not a good guy.
He’d admitted what I already knew. I hoped he hadn’t noticed the out-of-control pulse in my neck when he’d gotten close. His scent was expensive and all man. Just like he was.
I hated I’d even noticed.
“No.” The ring of keys burned in my pocket. This is the dumbest thing you have ever done.
Once I made my mind up about something, there was no going back.
“Damn it.” Beau uttered the curse under her breath. She was well aware of my stubborn streak.
“What are we doing?”
I jumped when Eric spoke from right beside me. “You snuck up on me.”
He grinned.
“Keep looking for the keys.” Beau winked at him.
“How long before you can get here?” Teague barked. I didn’t know him well, but that scary tone sounded more like his brother than him.
The car door slammed. Beau, Eric, and I straightened.
“Time’s up. You’re coming with me.” The agent motioned me over.
“If we don’t find the keys, none of us are going anywhere.” I propped a hip on his running vehicle.
His nostrils flared. “Get in the back of the car.”
“With him? No way.” Through the front windshield, a warped vision of Lincoln was visible. He had that pissed off expression that seemed to be permanently on his face.
Except when he’d laughed at Eric.
Or Eric had made him laugh.
I still hadn’t decided which was the case, but I knew one thing: I’d already been close to Lincoln Hollingsworth once today. I’d ride on the hood of this car before doing that again.
“In.”
“Wouldn’t it be better if more of us searched for the keys?” I asked oh so innocently. Provoking an officer of the law with a smart aleck attitude was just another thing on the list of stupid stuff I’d done today.
“Every minute you don’t hand over those keys is another day you get behind bars.” He stomped back to the driver’s side and slammed the door once he was behind the wheel again.
Could he do that?
“Give them to me,” Beau pleaded.
I put on a brave face and flipped my hair over my shoulder. “How much time do we need to buy, Teague?”
“Half an hour,” he grunted.
Thirty days in jail.
