“He was pissed after I took his phone and car away from him so he took off to stay at one of his friends’ houses. And while I was trying to decide if I wanted to sell his phone or smash it, a reminder popped up on his screen about meeting you here tonight.” A muscle ticks in the side of his jaw. “That boy can’t remember shit on his own, so I figured he’d probably forget to show up.” He glances around, proving his point. “And it didn’t seem fair to leave a lady here, waiting alone, considering I was the one who took his phone away.”
