Saint drove in silence. Heart's hand was underneath Saint's and Saint clutched it softly using Heart's smaller hands to shift the gears of the black sedan.
His phone bleeped.
"Can you grab that and open it, it isn't locked."
Heart looked over at him, surprised.
"You don't lock your phone?"
"What about company secrets? Aren't you worried about someone breaking into your phone and stealing proprietary information?"
"No, because the only person ever close enough to get a hold of it from me is Kit and you."
"I am pretty sure I am relatively safe, trusting the two of you. Unless you have some deep dark plan up your sleeve. Secretly a spy?"
"Are you in the bad guy's pocket?" Saint asked cheekily.
"I wouldn't mind keeping you in my pocket." Saint teased.
Heart gave him a look of reprieve but smiled.
"So, where do you want to go with your new won freedom?" Heart asked, staring up into Saint's mesmerizing face, and his smooth jawline.
