sipped her tea and typed another message on her phone, not raising her head. Ellery gestured uselessly between them. “About what happened on Christmas day.”
She blinked and looked up. “Nothing happened on Christmas day. I remember you dropped the keys off and then I was terribly, violently ill and felt sick for the rest of the day.” Her phone beeped and she picked it up, chuckling at the snapchat filter that had been used.
Ellery made an exasperated noise. “So it’s just going be like that - wait.” He frowned and made an undignified lunge over the counter to pluck the phone out of her hand. “Is some guy sending you nudes!?”
“No.” She took it back. “That’s the university professor my friend is shagging. Do you like the look of him? I could get his number for you.”