Oh. Well, then. “Okay.” So he hadn’t been stewing over the fantastic kiss like she had. Maybe he’d even slept like a baby. That didn’t seem fair. “I don’t have much of a cover. It’s just me going for the wrong guy.” Something she’d done plenty of times in her life.

“I’m sorry you have to do this,” Raider allowed, driving the vehicle onto the main road, which was empty of traffic. “It isn’t fun lying to people you care about, but you have to trust your partner in the mission. I trust you, so just trust me to make sure everything is okay.”

“Okay,” she murmured, watching rolling hills speed by outside. This sucked. She couldn’t tell him the full truth, and he definitely wasn’t going to like that. Maybe he’d never find out. Right.

“Run me through your most recent arrest,” Raider said, settling in his seat. “I want your take on it and not the recording officer’s.”

Okay. What was her cover? “Well, I had a record for helping a boyfriend steal money from rival criminals, and that was definitely wrong. But then I was trying to do some good. I was working with a nonprofit that combatted child pornography, and I hacked into one of the pervert’s computers.” She shook her head. “Turned out the guy was a low-level employee at the Pentagon, and I hacked into a federally owned system. Should’ve known better.”

Raider’s hands remained steady on the wheel. “Tell me they arrested the guy.”

She nodded. “That was part of the plea deal.” Of course, that had been part of it. No way would she let that guy go free. In fact, his arrest had led to several more arrests, which was why she hadn’t had to spend much jail time. “I’m really trying to make up for my past mistakes.” Which was the absolute truth. But the why of the crimes didn’t matter, just that she’d committed them.

“I understand,” Raider said, speeding up on the quiet roadway. “We’re all trying to make up for things in the past. Honesty is what matters.”

Irritation swept over her skin like a rash. “Oh yeah? Like you’ve been so honest.” She partially turned on her leather seat to face him. “You were working this Irish mob case from the beginning, and you knew you’d have to maybe take down my father, if you’re right about him and his mob connections. Which you’re not, by the way.”

His lips compressed. She could almost see the squirrel running in his head. Finally, he sighed. “You’re right. I’m sorry.”

Whoa. An apology? From a man? Her mouth gaped open.

He sent her a sideways glance and then grinned. “Seriously?”

Yeah. Wow. “Are you manipulating me right now?” She had to ask. “Since we’re going undercover soon?”