I turned to look at Ashley who was sitting in the driver’s seat with a sour expression on my face.
She glanced at me for a split second before looking back at the road.
“What?!.” She asked. “You keep looking at me like I had done something wrong.”
“You know you haven’t done anything wrong.” I pointed out. “It’s just that-.” I paused.
“You can’t seriously be telling me that going on that date with him is more important than knowing what my aunt had to say about the situation.”
“Of course not. Of course I wanna know how aunt Tara’s meeting went with Carl. And it wasn’t a date, he just wanted to tell me something important.”
“Couldn’t be more important than this.” Ash said before taking a turn into the gargle in the firm.
I guess not. I guess I would never find out why he contacted
