She always did exactly as Connor said—at least, she liked to think she put on a flawless act of obedience.
She opened the car door and stepped out. As she walked around to the driver’s side, she passed Landon Ford and came to a sudden stop. Her gaze slid over him, unreadable and sharp.
“So, Landon, is this frazzled, haunted look all because Sis Noelle got herself arrested?”
It was the first time Connor had ever heard her talk to Landon like that. His eyes went wide with shock. He rushed over and clapped a hand over her mouth, eyebrows shooting up in panic. “Baby, what are you doing? You can’t just talk to Landon like that!”
Ruby blinked at him, feigning wide-eyed innocence. “Huh? Am I not supposed to call Noelle ‘sis’? She is older than me, after all…”
Connor was speechless. Was that really the problem here?
Wait a minute—something about the way Baby said that sounded off—almost mocking.
“I’ll change it, I’ll change it,” Ruby said, rolling her eyes but switching gears with ease. “Noelle just loves calling herself everyone’s little sister—no idea where she picked up that habit.”
She shot Landon another look, then continued, “Landon, you look so lost. Are you worried Noelle’s having a tough time at the police station? Is that why you’re so upset—mmph!”
Before she could finish, Connor, now completely frantic, slapped his hand over her mouth again and hustled her to the driver’s seat.
“Baby, just go.”
Ruby snorted inwardly, shot Connor a pointed glare, and silently mouthed, “Idiot.” Then she slammed on the gas and the million-dollar supercar roared off, disappearing down the street.
Connor watched his prized Ghost vanish around the corner, swiping at the sweat on his brow.
He let out a shaky breath. “What’s gotten into her today? She’s way braver than usual…”

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