Jayden POV

“Why did you do it?”

My mind drifted along with the soothing songs on the radio when her familiar voice caught my attention. I wasn't sure if she was asking me that question or talking to her driver or even someone on the phone, but she was already looking at me as my eyes lazily searched hers.

“Doing what?” I asked as my brows furrowed.

She rubbed her arms — obviously a sign of her nervousness. “My name,” she said, her gaze dropping to the cell phone in my hand. “Why did you make it that way?”

“I have always given you that name in my contact list,”...