(Aaliyah’s POV)
In Jaime’s defense, he held it together pretty well until we were far away from Moreno’s building.
In fact, he let me get into the car I had come in, let me do the whole stop to get rid of the disguise and get changed back to my normal self, but no sooner than the car had pulled up in front of the house, than he was dashing out and rushing over to me with a murderous look on his face.
“What the hell, Aaliyah? I thought I told you to back off Moreno!” he thundered, yanking the car door open before I could even reach for the handle.
His hands were on me immediately—half pulling, half helping me out of the car like I was some reckless child who had run straight into traffic, which was kind of exactly what I’d done if you looked at it, and he didn’t stop until we were sa
