I climbed into the driver’s seat, locked the door, and started the engine, letting the peaceful hum settle me for a moment.
The night was tranquil, almost soothing after everything with Bella and the unexpected encounter with Ryan.
I took a breath, reached for my seatbelt, when my phone vibrated again.
Tyler’s name came on the screen, and I gazed at it for a beat before answering.
I put the phone to my ear, the low rumble of the automobile accentuating my voice.
“Yes?” I said, pulling out of the parking lot and heading toward home.
“Where are you at this time of night?” His voice was icy, direct, and for a second, I felt my defenses rising instinctively.
“Since when did you start caring about where I am?” I replied, my voice cool, hiding the edge of hurt from our last argument. “
