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“Don’t ask stupid questions.”
“Pull the fuck over, and let me out.”
“Are you crazy?”
“I don’t know. Am I stupid and crazy now?”
He stepped on the accelerator and got on the highway. “No. You know I don’t think that.”
Tears pricked my eyes. “Could have fooled me.”
“More like I’m imagining it was you, dammit.”
And the waterworks flooded my eyes. I hated that crying was my default when everything got overwhelming. I wanted to stuff it down. Wanted to be able to control it all and be calm about this.
I was fine. But it could have been so much worse.
Could have been me.
I turned to stare out the passenger window as I brushed away tears.
“Ah, hell.” Cooper reached across to brush his fingers over my cheek.
I batted his hand away. “Don’t.”
No one spoke, and with each mile, the air got heavier with unease. Were they thinking like me? The whirl of what might have beens, and what still could be?
Zane still had my phone and was searching for details about his wild night. At least I hoped he was still searching. I was pretty sure there weren’t any incriminating photos on my phone.
Incriminating photos. God, that was even worse. Could Priscilla have meant to get some on me, for blackmail? Or even worse? Why would she want to do that to me?
It just didn’t make sense.
“Do you really think she meant it for me?” I asked quietly.
Before anyone could answer, my phone rang.
“Lila.” Zane’s voice was flat as he lifted the phone to his ear. “Hello?”
My stomach pitched again. She had to know. Why was she calling me?
Zane paused as if he was listening, then he cleared his throat. “Right. I’ll put you on speaker.”
“Mr. Dallas, Miss Daly, I wish I could say it was a pleasure to speak with you, but this, in a word, is a clusterfuck. Do you realize what is on the news outlets about Mr. Landry?”
I really hated when she used formal names. It was worse than when my mother used my middle name.
“We’re piecing it together as we go, Lila.” Cooper’s tone was steady and calm. He took my hand and laced our fingers together.
I wanted to pull away. I was pissed at him, but the need for comfort overrode my anger. For now.
“I would like an explanation about why I didn’t receive a phone call about you being arrested, Mr. Landry.”
Zane swallowed audibly. “I didn’t want to bother you. I know you just flew back home last night.”
“That sounds suspiciously like an excuse.” Lila’s voice crackled with ice over the line.
Zane sent me a panicked glance.
