We were halfway to his car when my phone buzzed in my pocket.
I didn’t need to check the screen to know who it was.
I sighed, answering. “Hi, Mum.”
“Evie, where are you?”
“Uh… with Ryder.”
A pause. “At this time?”
“He’s dropping me off.”
“Dropping you off where?”
I glanced at him as he opened the...