Alex's POV

“No one.” I said quickly, opening the car door for her. “Get in.”

Her brows knitted in confusion, but thankfully she didn’t argue. She slid into the backseat and I followed, shutting the door just as Stacey’s voice hit again— now much closer.

“Alex, are you serious right now?! Alex!”

“Start the car.” I ordered sharply.

The driver hesitated for a second, probably out of politeness for Stacey, but one look at me was enough.

He started the engine but it was ...