Riley teased. “Hmmmm,” she hummed into my ear. “Maybe I can. I’ve only met him a few times but that man is…yum. No wonder you’d rather go with him than hang out with a bunch of drunken college guys. You might have the right idea after all. ” “It’s not like that and you know it!” I huffed into my phone. “Caleb’s just a friend. He was Evan’s best friend. He’s been really great to Ty. I suppose I really don’t have to go with them tonight, but Ty’s the one that asked. He seemed so excited. I hate to let him down. And Caleb—” “Emory. Take a breath,” Riley ordered as she burst into giggles. “I was just giving you a hard time. I hear what you’re saying and yeah, I get it. Not just about Caleb, but about why you don’t want to go to the party. You know I’d never abandon you, especially not at a frat party.” “I know that,” I agreed. “But I don’t want to hold you back, either.
