Jace scowled, visibly annoyed, though the expression vanished the moment he caught sight of Ashton behind me.
"A friend," he muttered, sullen.
"Who?" I pressed.
"Just a friend."
"I'm asking for a name."
Irritation flickered in his eyes. He looked like he'd rather punch me than answer.
But then he looked me up and down again, and something shifted. A smug glint replaced the irritation.
"I guess it doesn't matter if you know now. I was calling Cathy."
"Cathy? Catherine Vance?"
He crossed his arms and gave a slow nod. "Yeah, that Cathy. Bet you didn't see that one coming, eh?"
So I'd been right. The number was Catherine's.
"She's a friend of yours?"
"More than a friend, actually."
"Girlfriend?" I guessed.
Jace snorted. "Hell no. She's my..." He paus
