[ K A R A ]

As my thumb was about to tap on the screen, Cole suddenly snatched my phone away from me.

"Hey!" I protested.

"Not tonight, Kar. He sends you emails every day, you read them, and then you weep for a good hour. Well, not this time. Because tonight, you're having fun," he said in a commanding tone, putting my phone in his jacket pocket.

My shoulders slumped in defeat and I let out a sigh. I hated that Cole was right, I had to stop wallowing in my Ryder pity ...