June

"Privately," I echo, brows knitting.

Why does he need me alone for this?

I glance at Leila and Kayla. "Get the cab, I’ll be right there with you."

Leila hesitates, looking at Kayla, who’s clearly stalling.

"Alright," Leila says at last, tugging Kayla’s arm.

Lia tilts her head, confused, and Tobias adds quickly, "I’ll be quick. Just wait in the car."

Lia pats my shoulder as she passes, forcing a small smile. "I’ll be in touch."

Once they're gone, the air suddenly feels ...