My cell phone buzzed, providing a welcome interruption. I flipped it open and smiled when I read the message.
Caleb: Ash says to tell you he's an asshole. For the record, so am I. Can we come and pick you up now, or are you still pissed?
“It's from Caleb,” I told Moira and Gracie. “He wants to come and collect me.” I tapped back a short message and closed the phone.
“Told you he'd know where you were,” Moira confirmed with a smug smile.
“Thanks for giving me somewhere to hide for an hour.”
“You're welcome, honey. Any time.”
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Caleb and Ash arrived a few minutes later, and Moira opened the door for them with a wide grin. “You must be Ash,” she announced, holding out her hand.
“Yes, ma'am. Ash Imahara.” Ash shook Moira's hand, offering her a sunny smile. “A pleasure to meet you
