Amelia hung her bag on the rack and changed her shoes.
"Went to check out a street fair."
"With who?"
She paused for a second. No point hiding it—Simon clearly knew something already.
"Just me. Ran into James on the way back, he gave me a ride home."
Simon sat on the couch, eyes fixed on her.
"A coincidence?"
"Yeah, total coincidence."
"Well, how convenient."
He let out a chilly laugh and patted the seat beside him.
"Come on, sit down. Enlighten me—exactly how did that 'coincidence' happen?"
Amelia's back instantly tensed up.
Simon's displeasure was written all over his face.
She felt bitter, but still tried to explain.
"I was waiting for a ride by the road. He happened to be driving by, so he dropped me off. Mr. Johnson, I'm not that charming—pe
