Connor
I don't know how long we danced, but Evelyn finally pulls away. I sense the reluctance before I see it in her eyes.
"I have to go home," she says. "I need to get Mira first."
"Right," I mutter.
I don't want to let her go. But I do.
"I'll call Ken," I offer.
She gives me a grateful smile.
As I take out my phone, I see a message from Ken. I smile and hand the phone over to her, but Evelyn groans.
"What?" I ask.
She shakes her head.
I grab her chin gently and make her look me in the eye, but my words die on my lips as we lock eyes. It takes more than a minute to remember what I intended to say.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"I can't drive myself home. I drank too much."
"You don't look drunk to me," I say tentatively, trying to get a definitive answer from her without seeming for
