Sin's car was warm. It smelled like cinnamon and the music was a low purr in my ear. It was the perfect place to fall asleep. I had to work like hell to force myself not to.
"Let's talk Legs." Sin said as he started the engine, quickly pulling out of the parking lot. My nerves were gone, replaced by my skin feeling as if it was on fire and my brain buzzing.
"Let's talk Sin." I agreed with a smile.
he sent me a hard look out of the corner of his eyes. "This bad girl s**t, it needs to stop."
I nodded. "Yep."
He sighed. "I'm serious. You don't know Ian Black as well as you think you do. You damn sure don't know the guys he was hanging out with tonight."
I rolled my eyes "I know Ian pretty well Sin."
He pulled his eyes off of the road then, staring intensely into mine. "I guess you woul
