Shit.
That was all she needed. While she wasn’t the tiniest woman around, he was gigantic. Few men towered over her.
Sadly, he was one of them.
“All right. Let’s find someplace to lie low.”
Wiping at his forehead, he led her toward another transport.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
He shook his head and widened his eyes as if struggling to stay conscious. “There’s another landing bay. Small, out of the way dock.”
She was confused. “Okay.”
“I have a fighter there for emergencies.”
“Why didn’t you say so?”
“Didn’t know if I could trust you.”
“So, you trust me now?”
He scoffed as he opened the transport and tossed his backpack in. “Have no choice.”
She watched the way he moved. He was really unsteady. “Should you be driving?”
“No.” He got into the driver’s seat anyway.
Awesome. A sane person would leave him to it. Too bad her sanity had died a tragic death years ago when she’d run bank jobs with her father.
Not to mention the fact that sanity didn’t really run deep in the roots of her family tree anyway.
Erixours were known for other gifts. Not for being reasonable or mentally stable. That had been bred out of them generations ago and they tended to revel in their lunacy.
She slid into the passenger seat as Hadrian started the transport. “What happens if you pass out before we get there?”
“Guess we’ll both die.”
She scowled at that uncalled for response. “I really don’t like you.”
He grinned as he swung them toward the street. “Too bad. I think you’re adorable.”
Jayne froze at those unexpected words.
Was he serious?
More to the point, was he flirting? She had so little experience with that side of life, that she had no idea.
But her sister had told her all kinds of shit that men had pulled on Eve to try and get her in their beds.
Men could be creative, she’d give them that.
“You know it’s a myth.”
He scowled. “What?”
“Putting a woman in danger and it causing her hormones to surge and make her horny. Really, it just pisses us off.”
