Page 89 of The Lies I've Told
Her eyes went briefly to Aiden’s hand and my ass before focusing back on mine.
“As much as it pains me to do so, I must remind you that the inn is a place of business and—”
“We’ll keep it behind closed doors, Mom,” I said, swatting Aiden on the behind like a prized steed.
“Lovely to see you again,” Aiden said, always the gentleman.
We left to my mother’s laughter ringing out behind us.
I’d laughed all the way back to Aiden’s suite.
His reaction had been a little less than amused, but after a little encouragement, I’d managed to get him back in the mood for a sexy and very relaxing shower for two.
“Remind me to thank my sister for springing for the dual showerhead. That thing is amazing,” I hollered to him from the bedroom as I rummaged through a few of the things I’d brought over earlier.
I’d all but moved in, abandoning my own room in favor of Aiden’s. We hadn’t really discussed this new living arrangement, but he’d seemed to be pleased when he saw the large stack of my clothes appear on his dresser this morning.
I hadn’t had time yet to organize any of it though, and it was proving to be a difficult process as the once tidy stacks were toppling over onto the floor while I tried to juggle the towel tied around my boobs and the too-tall tower of panties and shorts.
Silk was my ultimate downfall, and I was thankful Aiden was still in the bathroom drying off, as everything went tumbling to the floor.
Including my towel.
“Damn it,” I muttered, reaching for the towel as I bent down to pick up my mess.
I smiled to myself as I caught a glimpse of Aiden’s clothes strewed about nearby, remembering the way I’d ripped them off his sweaty body less than an hour earlier.
I let out a happy sigh.
Next to his shorts, a shiny black wallet had fallen out and faced upward toward the ceiling. Not wanting anything to fall out, I grabbed it, and with all the best intentions, I meant to set it on the dresser for him to pick up when he got out of the bathroom.
I never meant to look.
But something caught my eye, and I couldn’t help myself; I peeked.
There, beneath a clear plastic protector, was a driver’s license.
My brows furrowed in confusion.
He’d said he didn’t have a license. It was why I’d driven him around town that first full day and all the way to Mount Airy. Shaking my head, I tried to make sense of it. Maybe it was expired. Lots of people in New York had expired licenses, right?
He’d even said that, hadn’t he?
And there was thatFriendsepisode where Rachel’s license expired, wasn’t there? So, I mean, if it happened onFriends…
Searching for a date didn’t take long, and when I found it, my heart sank. It was current.
Why had he lied to me?
“Millie, what do you really know about this guy?”
Jake’s words came crashing back at that moment as I folded the wallet and set it on the dresser. Swallowing my doubt, I listened to Aiden move about the bathroom, and I closed my eyes.
I know enough, I said to myself.
And I trust him.
“Millie?”
