“Yes, but most people don’t change their looks much, they just grow older.”
“Unless they’re you and go from a baby face to a gruff, sexy man.” Sloane winks.
I roll my eyes because right now is not the time to flirt.
“Focus, Sloane,” I growl.
“Yes, sir,” he purrs.
My heart nearly stops in my chest when I see her. Off in the distance is the blonde girl. She looks over her shoulder, but doesn’t see us, then pulls her hoodie up over her head.
“Ah, babe, I think we’re scaring her. She looks suspicious.”
“Shit.” I hiss when I see her turn the corner. “We’re going to lose her.”
“Fuuuck,” Sloane groans as I start to jog. “We’re going to spend the night in jail, I just know it.
“Shut up,” I hiss, slowing down when I get to the corner she just went around.
Thank fuck.
I see her halfway down the alley. We didn’t lose her.
I’m going to need to say something soon, or we’re going to be drawing too much attention by following her.
“Aiden,” Sloane whispers in a hiss as I round the corner, heading down the alley too. “I don’t think that's a good idea.”
“Hey!” I call out, hoping I’m giving her enough notice not to scare her. “Wait up.”
“Yup. Night in the slammer it is,” Sloane sighs as the woman drops something in her arms.
I’m right behind her now. She hasn’t stopped. Maybe she had headphones in? I need to get her attention, so I reach out to tap her on the shoulder. “Hey, I just wanna ta–”
I don’t get the chance to finish my sentence when something hot and wet gets tossed into my face.
The burning pain hits me instantly. I scream in pain, my hands going to my face. “Fuck!” I shout, wiping at my face. “What the fuck was that for?”
“Don’t approach women in alleys, you sick fucker!” the woman screams and goes to hit me, but Sloane gets her around the waist.
“Whoa there, little lady.”
“Get off me!” she shouts, struggling to get out of his hold. “I’ll fucking kill you, I swear to god.”
“Would you calm down?” I growl at the feisty woman, chest heaving as what tastes like hot chocolate drops down my face. “I just wanted to talk.”
“You can eat shit, asshole,” she snarls. “Let me go, or I’ll scream.”
“We’ll let you go.” I hold my hands up as Sloane loosens his hold on her. “I’m sorry, I’m seeing how stupid it was for us to approach you like this.”
“You think?” If looks could kill, I’d be dead. Her blue eyes are swimming with fury.
I know those blue eyes. They’re the same ones I’ve looked at for years.
“Lexi?” I whisper, chest heaving as my heart races, head spinning.
Her eyes widen in fear, giving me the answer I need.
Face morphing in anger, she lets out a battle cry, spinning in Sloane’s hold, enough to bring her knee up and slam it right into his dick.
