Eve’s POV:
“Can I see your phone? I want to put my contact in so that I can reach you. Please do like your mother suggested and keep this on you at all times.”
“Yes sir.” I replied sarcastically, handing him my phone. He quickly types in the information.
“I’m just trying to keep you safe.” Enzo says while handing me back my phone.
“I know.” I respond. He uses one of his hands to hold mine, intertwining our fingers, and drives with the other. “By the way, how did you know my mom’s last name?” I questioned him. He had called her Ms. Simmons and I do not recall ever telling him our last names.
“First your friends called her Ms. Simmons while they were leaving. Then, you had some mail sitting on the counter that had Veronica Simmons on it. I also saw some mail that was addressed to Eve Si
