CHAPTER 25
“I’m really sorry,” Ricky said.
Jillian reached out for another breadstick. “You don’t have any reason to apologize. That guy’s a jerk. The worst part of it is he’s my ride all the way back home …”
“Not anymore.”
Jillian looked like she was about to argue, then stared at the table. “Thanks.”
“Don’t mention it.”
“It was really stupid of me. I didn’t even tell my aunt where I was going. I just said I’d be out for a few hours. It could have ended really badly.”
If Ricky hadn’t known better, he might have thought there was a tremor in her voice.
“Well, the good news is you don’t have to rely on him driving you home.”
“Yeah, but now he knows where I live, and …”
Ricky waved his napkin, which landed partially in his water cup. “Don’t worry about that. Jerks like him wouldn’t
