Chapter 189

He’d give her a shirt to cover up with, too, if it wouldn’t be so comically big it would attract even more attention.

Laila shook her head. “I will wait here.”

“By yourself? Handcuffed to the door? Where you’ll be vulnerable and unable to fight back if Victor and his right-hand thug find you?”

“Then uncuff me, and I will stay.”

“No chance in hell. You’ll be long gone when I come back. So you can either remain here—handcuffed—or come with me. Your choice.”

“Stop backing me into a corner.”

“I’m trying to keep you alive,” he argued.

“Are you always this bossy?”

“Yep.” You have no idea…

“I do not like you,” she huffed.

“You don’t know me. Are you staying here or coming with me?”

She heaved a frustrated sigh. “I will go.”

“Good.”

He let himself out the driver’s side and scanned the parking lot for anyone or anything out of place. All he saw were singletons coming out in their work attire while juggling grocerie