His jaw hardened the longer he stared at me. It was like he was blaming me for his shitty luck, which I found oddly amusing.
“They wanted to know where you were. At first, I didn’t realize they were talking about you, but then one of them said something about the woman I was with. I figured it had to be you.”
“And you rushed out here to save me,” I deduced. “Did they follow you?”
“I still don’t know. They just keep showing up! It doesn’t make any sense.”
“They didn’t follow us. I would have seen,” the driver said.
When he caught me staring at him in the rearview mirror, he cocked a grin at me. “Sinner.” He straightened his left hand on the steering wheel, showing off the shiny gold ring on his finger. “Happily married with way too many kids.” He paused and frowned. “Please don’t tell my wife I said that.”
“I don’t know your wife,” I reminded him.
“Right, but if things change…”
Why would things change?
“We need to head back out to Vegas and figure out why someone’s trying to kill us.”
That had me laughing in surprise. “You’re joking, right?”
His eyes finally met mine, and what I saw there sent chills down my spine. Not because I was afraid, but because memories of what he did to me in bed flashed through my mind.
“You’re safer with me than anyone else.”
“And why’s that? I could have gone home. My brothers would have?—”
“Your brothers would have tried to protect you, but they would have failed,” he argued. “They’re not trained for this.”
I snorted. “Obviously, you don’t know my brothers. I could maybe see your point if you met Jeff, but Michael? He was in the military. There’s not a single person who could get past him. Including you.”
“Wait,” Sinner chimed in. “What’s your last name?”
“Aw, shit,” Derek huffed. “Rob, are you fucking kidding me?”
“What?” Rob stared at the two of them in disbelief, though I doubt they could see it in the dark.
“Michael? Does that name ring any bells?” Sinner snapped. “Tell me you didn’t do it. I mean, it makes sense now, but—I can’t fucking believe you!”
“What is going on?” I asked.
“I thought you looked familiar,” Sinner sighed. “Parker’s fucking baby sister. Seriously, Rob!”
“Wait, you know my brother?”
“We were out here for his wedding,” Derek said.
“You were?—”
Rob groaned, turning his head into his hand as he scrubbed it over his face. “Fuck, I didn’t even recognize her.”
“You should have. You spent enough time chasing her while you were here.”
My gaze snapped back to Rob’s, but in the dark, I couldn’t really see his features that clearly. He didn’t look familiar to me, other than the fact that we woke up in bed together.
“Seriously, neither of you remembers?” Sinner snorted.
“I spent most of my time avoiding you guys,” I murmured.