I stared at June, jaw slack, as she dropped the phone on the bed like it had burned her.
“What was that?” I croaked, reaching out and snatching it from her hand before she could do more damage. My head pounded from the sudden movement, but the frustration and exasperation boiling inside me drowned out the ache.
June raised her brows, all smug and unbothered. “What was what?”
“You practically acted like a bossy girlfriend right now!” I pressed the phone to my chest, glaring at her. “Why would you talk to him like that?”
She shrugged, tossing her scarf onto her desk and crouching by her bag. “Because, Sky, you were about to faint from looking at the phone when he called. Somebody had to do the talking before he thought you were being weird.”
“I wasn’t—” My voice cracked, which didn’t he
