I followed him meekly, feeling like a kid whose parents had been called to the principal’s office. Outside, the temperature had fallen drastically and I shivered again, huddling close to Anna and Claire for warmth.
Aiden walked in front of us, his long legs eating up the distance as he crossed the parking lot, headed to a gray convertible parked at the far end. I hovered behind, unsure if I would be going home with him or if he expected me to find my way home. My car was still parked at Anna’s bar and so was my bag and money.
"You can come home with me if you want." Anna, who had sensed my turmoil, said softly. She motioned to where Aiden stood by the door, speaking on the phone, while Claire hovered, casting anxious looks between us. "He's in a temper and with all that's happened today,
