Summer's face went pale. She pressed her lips together, staying silent for several seconds before finally speaking.

"I didn't do anything wrong," she said slowly. "I just asked Gabrielle to meet for a drink. We had some juice, a little coffee—just talking, like friends."

Ryan let out a cold laugh, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Talking? And I'm supposed to believe your intentions were that innocent?"

Summer flinched, caught off guard. Panic ...