anything.
Mine.
She was really going to need to get her head checked after this.
Aidan moved towards the wreckage, bypassing the firemen to check the trunk. He rattled it but it wouldn’t budge, then he hunkered down and, with one arm, snapped the lock and bent the thinner metal back from the bumper.
Just like that. Smooth as butter.
“You okay, sweetie? You’re looking really pale all of a sudden.”
Ever indeed felt lightheaded, and looked over at the female officer. The other woman was short and curvy, with blonde hair cropped close to her face and inquisitive blue eyes. They stared at Ever with some concern before looking over at Aidan. “Not many people would have survived something like this.”
“I know.” Ever’s words were shaky, but heartfelt.
“You were lucky to have him with you.”
She could feel the deputy’s eyes on her, but Ever didn’t look back, just watching as Aidan rummaged through the wreck then pulled out a pair of pants. He checked them over quickly, then lifted out a pair of boots from the wreckage before pulling them both on and shedding the blanket he’d been holding around himself.
She drew appreciative eyes down his lean frame. Now, there was something Ever could stare at all day. God, she wished her glasses hadn’t been lost with the car; the devil was in the details here, and she remembered the feel of him beneath her only that morning.
That pleasant memory became sharp when a female firefighter turned her head to watch him as he passed. Ever’s lip curled, a low growl rumbling in her chest.
Oh hell no, bitch.
“Well now.” The surprised, and pleased, exclamation from the deputy drew Ever’s attention back to the woman beside her. The toothy smile on the other woman’s face was genuine, like she’d been holding back before. She clapped Ever on the back with one hand good-naturedly, sending the girl forward a few steps. “I think you and I will get along just fine.”
Ever stared at the deputy with bemusement as Aidan strode up. “Mac, I need your car.”
“Aw, man!” The blonde woman’s shoulders slumped. “I just had it detailed, I don’t want your smokey ass inside it.”
The woman sounded less like an employee and more like a sibling. Aidan, for his part, just held out his hand, waiting, and with a groan Mac gave him the keys. “One scratch though,” she warned, “and I’m taking it out of your sorry hide.”
“Noted. Let me know if you find anything out about that truck.”
Both of them had already given their statements as the fire was put out, and the paramedics had checked out and released Ever. Aidan seemed anxious to get back on the road, an emotion that Ever appreciated. Her sister was still out there somewhere, and she needed to find her quick.
If this “accident” had been related to the other girl’s disappearance, she needed to find Sonya even sooner.
“You didn’t give me much,” Mac said, her mouth twisting ruefully, “but I’ll see what I can find out. Here.” She tossed him a cellphone, then unclipped and handed him her radio. “I’ll pick up another when I get to the office.”
“Thanks.” He turned to look at Ever as the woman moved off. “Come on, let’s go find your sister.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
She’d seen him. She knew.
But he had no idea what she was thinking.
Aidan found it difficult to keep his eyes on the road, too intent on the woman beside him. His nose told him she’d calmed down, but he couldn’t get anything else from her scent. She’d spoken to Mac, and he’d wanted to grill the deputy about what all had been said, but not with Ever standing right there.
At least she wasn’t freaking out any more.
No, that was Aidan’s department now, it seemed.
He’d never intended to break the news to her like that, but now the cat was out of the bag. She’d seemed unwilling to believe her own eyes, but that would pass. She’d want to know more.
Then she’d
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