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Then I went to the door and tried the knob. It didn’t move. If there was a keypad on the other side, I didn’t have any way to disable it at the moment.
I hated being bored.
It made me miss Dominic. I was curious to get another glimpse of Aiden as well. He was hard for me to read.
These men were dangerous for me, and I needed to escape.
But they were also like a puzzle, and I loved puzzles.
While I was stuck here…I might as well make the most of it.
* * *
It wasn’tDominic who delivered the clothes to my room.
There was no knock on the door. It just opened, and it was Aiden who stepped into the room. He carried a garment bag slung over one shoulder. He sauntered into the room looking commanding, which I guess made sense in the moment, given that he had the keys. I was trapped until he decided to let me out, which made me a little more polite than my usual MO.
“Hello, lover,” he said as he laid the garment bag on the bed. He sat two shopping bags beside it.
I watched him, and he turned to me raising both eyebrows. “You are not doing a very convincing imitation of a woman in love. I hope that you will put on a better show tonight.”
“It’s just the two of us.”
“Practice makes perfect.”
If he expected a hug and a kiss after kidnapping me, he wasn’t as smart as I thought. “When are we going out?”
“In an hour.”
“What time is that?” I glanced around the room. There was no clock in it. The sun was settling toward the distant edge of the sky, so I knew night was coming. But that was the closest I came to knowing the time.
He shrugged. “It’s an hour until I need you. The only time that matters for you now is my commands. It doesn’t matter what day or hour.”
It was a strange little bit of vulnerability, keeping me from knowing the time. But at least I had windows to get enough of a gauge. If it was good enough for the cave people, it was good enough for me.
“You don’t even trust me with a digital clock?” I asked.
“Not at all.”
“I need to know some things about you to make for a convincing fianceé.” Even as the words were coming out of my mouth, it all sounded insane. I’d never pretended to be someone’s fake fianceé, but I would if Man asked. But I would have done it with a dossier that told me everything I needed to know about them and the situation. I didn’t like going in blind and unbalanced.
Of course, that seemed to be what Aiden enjoyed about this most. Which I didn’t entirely understand, given that the stakes were high for him.
His father probably wouldn't appreciate that he was fake dating his intended assassin.
He raised his eyebrows. “Dominic didn’t tell you everything you need to know?”
I should have called Dominic for help. Regret pushed in on me. But he had just as much reason to want this to succeed as I did if he cared about Aiden as he’d said. I wondered if there were fault lines between them, and if so, I needed to understand them so I could exploit them.
“How would Dominic tell me everything I need to know when you’re supposed to be my fiancé?” I headed for the bathroom.
I didn’t like having just an hour to do my makeup and my homework.
“He happens to know me very well.”
“Tell me what I would know as your future fianceé.” I leaned over the counter to begin to line my eyes. In the mirror, I caught him watching me, his gaze on the curve of my ass as I leaned. His heated gaze sent a matching flush of heat through my body, but I had work to do. In work mode, it was easier for me to push away the flutter of desire. “How do you feel about your father?”
He whistled. “I wouldn’t tell my fianceé about that.”
