I Think I Can Help You With That

Elle gaped at Collin. He was there looking for her?!

Why? Why would he do that? Did he miss her the same way she missed him? Somehow, her heart leapt and sunk at the same time. It was not at all a pleasant feeling. 

What was she even supposed to think about that? He wasn't supposed to miss her! She knew she was in way over her head but this made it so much worse. She wanted to leave but couldn't. She wouldn't get paid if she didn't stay until midnight and she didn't want Charlotte to get in trouble with her family either. 

"Is that so?" Elle asked more faintly than she would have liked. 

"Yeah. I realized I didn't get your number and that was pretty stupid of me," Collin replied sheepishly. "I didn't want to wait until tonight to get it if possible but that backfired big time."

She couldn't give him her number! She couldn't give him Charlotte's either. She was going to have to make something up. Something believable that was only one digit off.