He shook his head, staring at me.
"Didn't you receive my last text?" he asked.
"I received it. You said you couldn't be with me because you were with your friends. That's it, right?"
"The one after that, Audrey."
I could not speak and wondered if I had received anything yet. I remembered throwing my phone in the bed when I was dressing up. I was angry so I never looked at the phone.
I stole the sling bag but my phone was not there. Disgusted I turned to Rustov.
"That's all I read. I misplaced my phone and I haven't read whatever you messaged after that. You already refused, didn't you. So why should I wait for another text from you?"
His hand fell on his lap. He smoothly combed his hair through his fingers and stared at me darkly. I swallowed again.
"In that text ... I told you I would pick you up. I changed my mind."
"Oh, but it took you long, didn't it? So I didn't
