“No!” Aaron exclaimed, following him outside and trying to take the bag from Lewis’s shoulder, but the man was too quick and when he got to his car, threw the bag into the passenger’s seat, turning to look at Aaron.
“Give it here,” Aaron said, holding out his hand. The chill of the breeze was making him shiver already and he tried his best to hide it.
“Get in the car, Aaron,” Lewis said, but he merely sounded exasperated and not at all angry like Aaron was expecting.
“I’m—”
“Don’t say it.” Lewis held up his hand, then stood behind his passenger door, gesturing Aaron inside. “Please, just get in the car.”
Aaron opened his mouth again to argue, but Lewis shut his eyes and held up his hand again.
Aaron sighed angrily. “Fine,” he snapped, and got into the car, feeling like a child. Aaron
