Zachary slipped the phone into his pocket, already deciding to ignore whatever came next.
But before he could—
His cell phone vibrated.
He paused for a split second before he slowly pulled it back out.
And there it was, her reply on the screen.
"I'm at The Virelle Lounge. My best friend is having a party with free food and drinks. How about you?"
Zachary stared at the message, his eyes lingering on each word longer than he intended.
'Virelle Lounge... So she was here too.'
He leaned back slightly, his mind running through options he didn't want to admit he was considering.
'Should I reply or ignore...!? Wait! Why are you even confused about it?'
For a man who always made business decisions without hesitation, this felt needlessly complicated.
"…Ridiculous," he murmured.
Without giving himself more time to think, his fingers moved.
"I will drive you home. Call me when you are done."
He pushed the send without hesitation.
