Chapter 15
Nate shoved the door open so hard the truck rocked.
“Delete it.”
Vanessa didn’t even flinch. She lowered the phone like she’d already gotten what she wanted. “Delete what? I was just making sure you two weren’t passed out in there. After last week, somebody should be paying attention.”
Emilia’s shirt was still wrinkled. Her mouth still felt used. The windows were still fogged enough that anybody walking by could guess what they’d been doing.
“You were recording,” Nate said.
Vanessa tipped her head. “Was I? It’s dark. Hard to tell.”
Emilia got out on shaky legs. The cold hit her face and did nothing for the heat still sitting under her skin. “Stay away from me.”
“That’s funny.” Vanessa’s smile was soft. Sweet, even. The kind of smile people trusted in student council meet
