Celine's POV
"I heard a phone ringing in your room... Do you have a phone?"
What the f**k?!
How careless can I be?!
In an instant, I go pale, like I'll drop dead. When I left the room, Jayden was calling me and I didn't put it on silent.
Not again!
He sets up his laptop, which he went upstairs to get earlier, on the center table and sits next to me, in his initial position.
"Celine?"
"Huh?" I stutter.
"Are you okay?" He studies my face with scrutiny.
"Ye-yeah, I'm... I'm fine."
"The phone?" He doesn't let go. "Who owns it?"
"Oh, that!" I try to hold my labored breath and not sell myself cheaply. "You heard something ring, right?"
Dumb!
He looks at me, his eyes roaming my disorganized soul. Of course, he said that a while ago. Frankly, I know he has tons of questi
