Jayden POV

“Jay, are you okay?”

“How many times do I have to answer that?” I didn't look up from my phone screen even though I'd probably read the same news article about criminals a thousand times. Somehow, the drive to the restaurant felt like an eternity, or, at least, that's how I felt when I was stuck in the car with nothing to hear but silly questions.

I was fine, though.

“How many times does it take you to spill the fucking truth,” Hunter asked, his voice coming from dangerously close behind me.

I lifted my phone over my shoulder so he could see what I was doing, then...