FIA
Reed looked at me as he ended the call, his expression changing to apologetic in a matter of seconds. “Hey, really sorry… I need to go somewhere. Right now.”
“It’s okay. I understand.”
"I promise to make it up to you," he said quickly, and I nodded again, smiling slightly. One of the guys nearby must have overheard and chimed in, "She could hang with us; I will drop her off later—"
"–Absolutely not," Reed interrupted before the guy could finish, giving him one of those long, knowing stares that made me look between them both.
And then Charlotte's words returned to my mind. They are all players. I shook the thought away as he gently touched my arm and motioned for us to leave. We turned and walked away, back towards his car. I could sense the tension in the air, as if he was half i
