“Answer it, answer it,” Aaron cries.
“What do I do?” I flap my arms around in a panic.
“Holy f**k. Answer it,” Molly demands as she picks it up.
“Don’t answer it,” I stammer as I try to grab it from her hands.
She holds it in the air and waves it around.
“Answer it, woman,” she demands.
I snatch it from her and stare at it while it buzzes. “I’m not going to answer it.”
Aaron snatches the phone from me and hits the answer. “Hello,” he says in a fake girl’s voice, and then he passes it over to me.
“What the f**k?” My mouth.
“Hello, Chloe Bennett,” Elias’s velvety voice purrs.
My eyes widen as I look at my friends’ awestruck faces. Aaron crosses himself as if he’s in church and makes a praying gesture.
“Hello.”
“Where are you?” he asks.
“In a bar.” I glance around as I hold my h
