CHAPTER 15
CARTER
Emma got in the cab before I could stop her. The second I woke up and saw she wasn’t in the room, I knew she’d chosen to run. I raced down to the lobby but was too late; she didn’t hear me shout her name. I should’ve learned not to let my guard down, but I did. I thought after last night, she was mine again. But I was wrong.
After packing up my things, I checked out of the hotel and jumped in my Range Rover to head back to Los Angeles. Emma couldn’t be that far ahead of me. I pressed the phone button on my dashboard and tapped Aleah’s name. It only rang once before her chipper voice sounded through the speaker.
“I knew you’d call.”
“Where is she?”
Aleah sighed. “On her way back to L.A. She just left here a few minutes ago.”
I pressed my foot harder on the gas. “Wha
