CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
CHAUFFER
It’s a quiet ride to the bookstore, and the silence presses against me like a weight. My mind keeps circling back to Jack’s pathetic excuse earlier. Theo teaching him physics? Please. If you were going to lie, at least commit to making it believable. Jack was miles ahead of Theo in every subject. One of the top five students of the class, actually. That made his cover-up even more insulting.
I grit my teeth, mentally cussing him out for coming up with the worst lie in history, when Derek’s voice cuts through the stillness.
“So, any plans for this weekend, Amber?” His tone is casual, but the way his eyes flick toward me just long enough to brush mine before returning to the road, says otherwise.
“Well, I do have a half-day shift at the bookstore,” I answer,
