“Aiden is taking care of it,” he says.
Shit! I fall onto my ass and let out a long breath, but I don’t miss Aiden’s winning smile. He really is a bastard.
“Why would they think you’re a prostitute?” Asher asks.
I place my head in my hands and sigh. “I don’t know.”
“This is serious!” Aiden snaps.
“Don’t you think I know that?” I snap back, looking up at him. “My ass almost got arrested last night for something I didn’t do. And it’s a very big possibility that it still may happen.”
“It won’t.” He growls.
I snort. “You can’t promise that, Mr. Kyle.”
“Guys, calm down.” His brother raises his right hand. “As far as work goes, Aiden says no one was here to see it. Have you told anyone?”
I shake my head quickly. “No one.”
He nods as if that satisfies him. “No one in this office needs to know.”
I agree!
“That way there is no conflict of interest. And that way, others won’t question what is going on.”
I nod. “Thank you.”
He stands. “But as your attorney, I need to be honest with you.”
“Asher,” Aiden growls his name in warning.
He looks at him over his shoulder. “You asked me to help her. This is me doing just that.”
“What?” I ask. My eyes going back and forth between them.
He looks back at me. “I think you should turn yourself in.”
“That would be admitting they are right. And they are wrong,” I say through clenched teeth.
He snorts. “This isn’t about right or wrong. A first-time offense is usually a class A misdemeanor with a maximum fine of twenty-five hundred dollars.”
“I can’t believe this,” I mumble.
He continues. “And up to a year in jail.”
“Jail?” I shriek.
My boss shakes his head. “You’re not going to jail.”
“I need all the evidence you can get me to prove your innocence if it goes to trial.”
“Unlikely,” Aiden argues.
Trial? My breath leaves my lungs. I didn’t think it would get that far. Could they possibly find me guilty and put me away?
“They won’t give up. They will come back here for you. But if you turn yourself in, then there will be no reason for them to come looking for you.” Asher informs me.
AIDEN