Alex POV
That son of a b***h. Are you kidding? I instantly pull down the sun visor and check the mirror in the area that Nolan searched me before. There it is, or there they are. Two very visible decently sized hickeys on the left side of my neck and one closer down to my shoulder. That pervert.
"And you're telling me this now?!" I scream at him and he takes it like he deserves this type of treatment. His shoulders scrunch and he is visibly uncomfortable, like he is disappointed with himself. There's something familiar about this from him though, like he used to this feeling.
"I'm sorry."
"For calling me a hooker or for questioning my loyalty?" I state calmly now as I try to rub off the hickeys, but they just redden more.
"Both. For everything."
"It doesn't matter, we have no ties
