chapter 89

"But seriously, Emily, it's not safe for you to be standing out here. I already called your cab company and canceled," Ethan said. I stared at him in disbelief, unsure whether he was lying or telling the truth. Could he even do that? I wondered.

I glared at him, and his mischievous grin widened. "It’s fine if you don’t believe me," he said, walking back to his car. "You’ll just have to wait and find out. I hope you'll still be safe by then." His words made me swallow hard. I glanced around—he was right. It was late, getting darker, and there wasn’t a soul in sight.

"Fine!" I huffed, rushing after him.

"Did you really cancel my cab?" I asked, sliding into the passenger seat. Ethan laughed.

"Of course not. Can I even do that?" he replied, and before I could protest, he locked the door and started driving. I sighed, sinking into the seat, trying to ignore his occasional glances.

"Where are you going?" I asked, noticing he was heading in the wrong direction. "The hotel’s that way," I poin