“Tell me what happened with Toby,” he commands in a low tone. “After you tell me why you turned up at his house instead of Ash.” “Ash called me.” He rubs a hand over his jaw. “He said you sounded upset.” I frown. “But why did he call you?” “Because I asked him to.” “Why?” “I’ve answered your question, Joey. Now tell me what happened.” “He didn’t do anything wrong. It was me.” I go to cross my arms over my chest, not wanting to go into this with him, but he catches my wrists and stops me. “Come here,” he says, scooting back on the seat of his bike and patting the space in front of him.
