I bit my lip and looked at the ground. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. I stared at the caller ID blindly for a long moment, and then finally answered. “Cooper?”
“Hey Brit, is everything okay?â€? He sounded concerned.
I bit my lip, sniffling slightly because of the crispness of the day. ““Yeah, yeah, fine.â€?
Vaughn sighed. “Brit,” he murmured disapprovingly. I knew I should tell Cooper, but I just didn’t want to face that yet. I needed time. I covered the end of the phone and whispered, “Not yet. I’ll… I’ll tell him tomorrow.”
I uncovered the phone and said, “Can I call you back later?â€?
“Sure,” he muttered, angry. He hung up loudly without saying goodbye. I stared at the phone for a moment in surprise. He’d sounded really pissed off. What had I missed?
“Something wrong?” Vaughn asked.
“I don’t know.” I frowned at my phone. ‘Call Ended’ still hilited on the screen.