"Think it through, Sal. How else would I know unless you told me? Unless I secretly developed mind-reading powers overnight and started poking around in your thoughts?"
Aldrich didn't hold back. He played the trump card.
Maybe it was reckless. Maybe he'd acted too soon. But if there was ever a moment to be bold, this was it. Convincing Saldrich mattered and speed was key.
She paused, her brow furrowed, uncertainty playing across her features.
"That's true…" She spoke, to the idea of the mind-reading ability. "I can't believe I let it slip so easily," she admitted at last. "Something I even made sure to keep from Dad."
Aldrich felt a wave of relief wash over him.
"Well, what can I say? I've got one of those trustworthy faces. Practically built for secrets. So don't beat yourself up, dear sister. It's hardly your fault."
His grin widened as he teased, hoping to lighten the tension hanging between them.
