Lia

"Drive faster, Simone," I muttered, glancing over my shoulder.

Simone snorted. "Relax, Lia. You act like they’re gonna chase you down in their cars."

I crossed my arms. "You don’t know that. Colby has tracked me down before just because he ‘had a feeling’ I was stressed."

Simone laughed. "Okay, that’s kind of cute."

"It’s annoying."

"It’s protective."

"It’s suffocating."

She shot me a look. "You love it."

I huffed. "Not today. Their nerves will rub off on me. I already feel like I’m going to throw up. If they were in the car, they’d be hovering, asking me a million times if I’m ‘okay’—and then I really would...