At least, he'd better.
I wasn't above milking this situation for everything I could get.
"Don’t look at me like that," he rumbled.
"Like what?"
"Like you want me to fuck you in the driveway."
"We don’t lie to each other, do we?"
He gritted his teeth at my taunt; I watched the cording of his muscles in the light above the dash as he sneakily pulled out the laptop and handed it to me so I could stow it away behind his seat.
"No lies, but I’ll accept half-truths about sex because I can’t fuck you with my guards behind us and a bunch of goddamn bikers a few hundred feet away, Savvie."
My lips twisted into a smile. "Shame. Although… I never was into exhibitionism. Unless you’re the one I’m showing off for."
The growl he released had my heart pumping, but he ignored me, climbed behind the wheel, and triggered the button that started the engine.
Only once we’d headed down the meandering driveway and made it onto the open road did he say, "I bought a flogger last week."
My pussy clenched. "Interesting."
"Isn’t it? You’re lucky that I still feel like a piece of shit for letting you down or you’d have earned a flogging."
I smirked into the darkness. "Earn—meaning you’ll reward bad behavior?"
"Savvie," he snarled.
"What, Aidan?" I jeered. "Tell me you don’t fucking love that I answer back. That I don’t just let you roll over me."
His hand shot out to grab mine. His hold was firm and steady as he bridged our fingers together and placed them on his knee.
"Now isn’t the time for this conversation." I huffed at his words, but he snapped, "You just had me smuggle a computer out of a Sinner’s house, Savannah. That’s guaranteed to make an enemy out of an ally. What the hell’s on there that she needs you to have?"
"I don’t know, but Star really did want me to have it. There was a note for me and everything."
"Just because she gave you permission to have its contents doesn’t mean the Sinners feel the same."
"No," I conceded. "I know."
"What’s going on with Star?"
For the first time, my confidence was shaken.
Not for myself, but for her.
Star—my sister from another mister.
I had to protect her, but protecting her meant lying to Aidan, and after our falling out, I couldn’t play him false like that. Not without there being repercussions.
Trust, after all, was a two-way street.
Damn, Mom would be proud of me for thinking that.
"It’s hard to explain," I said, reaching up to rub at my tired eyes. "When Rex’s father died, he left behind a treasure trove of information. She sent that to Conor before she left."
"What kind of information in particular?"