Morgan Hayes suddenly looked awkward.
"I'm hanging up."
Without giving Willow Thorne a chance to say another word, he hung up. The swiftness of his action was a clear sign of a guilty conscience.
Annabelle Leighton had been mortified, but when she heard his cousin mention a woman's hair tie on Morgan Hayes's nightstand, her mind began to race with speculation.
'Morgan Hayes insisted he didn't have a girlfriend. If that were true, how could a woman's hair tie possibly be in his room?'
Silence filled the car.
"Why aren't you talking?" Morgan Hayes asked.
"I'm sorry, I was too rash and caused a huge misunderstanding." She was truly embarrassed.
"Don't worry about it. I took you on a vice raid, you took me to catch a cheater. I guess we're even now."
Annabelle Leighton laughed dryly.
The car fell silent again.
"Let's go," Morgan Hayes said.
"Where to?"
"You brought me out here, so of course you have to take me back."
'That made sense.'
