Ava: You Know About the Fae?
My phone rings just as Kellan pulls into the driveway of the alpha lodge, waking me from a light doze.
"Hello?"
"Ava."
Lucas' voice is warm and soft, despite the edge of exhaustion I can hear within it.
"Hey, handsome." My lips curve even as my cheeks heat; being flirtatious doesn't come naturally.
Kellan's stare in my direction doesn't help the embarrassment churning in my gut, and I hop out of the SUV as quickly as I can.
Of course, I stumble, my foot somehow catching in the seatbelt in my hurry, and the phone clatters out of my grasp, skittering across the driveway as I shriek, falling onto half my face and scratching up both hands.
My knees are somehow spared, but there are a lot of people helping me to my feet.
Too many people. All of them careful not to make eye contact, even as Kellan rushes over to check me for injuries.
"My phone. I need my phone." Lucas is probably freaking out.