“Who are you with?”
“Taeja.”
Mason scoffed. “Tae knows we have sex.”
Taeja shivered, scowling as memories hit her. “I know too much.”
Mason chuckled. “Hey, Tae. Are you taking care of my girl?”
“I am.”
Liyah rolled her eyes. “I’m nobody’s girl.”
“You’re mine,” Mason insisted.
“Mhm. Whatever yu seh.”
Mason sighed. “I don’t know what I’m going to do with you, Liyah.”
“Treat me with respect.”
“I told you I’m sorry one hundred times.”
“Make it two hundred.”
Mason cleared his throat. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m s—”
Taeja rolled her eyes. “Mason, stop mek Liyah hot up yu head.”
“She’s my baby. Who else is supposed to drive me crazy?” Mason asked, his confusion evident.
Liyah smiled at the screen, looking like a lovesick puppy. Taeja snorted. She had no idea why Liyah still had Mason on a leash.
“Why’d you call?” Liyah asked, still smiling.
Mason cleared his throat. “I… uh…”
Liyah glared. “You?”
“Please doh start argue. I can barely focus as is,” Taeja said, slowing at a stoplight. She smiled as she realized she stopped a few inches before the crosswalk, compared to how she’d stop directly on it and would have to reverse.
“You’re driving, Tae?” Mason asked, and she sighed.
“Unfortunately.”
“Don’t crash the car with my girl.”
Taeja gasped, glaring at the screen before driving away. “What about me? You don’t care if I get hurt?”
“The driver always survives.”
“Unu love gwan like me a the world’s worst driver.”
“You crashed the electric car you got for your birthday last year.”
“It wasn’t my fault! The curb was in my way, and the car should’ve been smart enough to not let it hit us!” she hissed.
“What about the replacement car yu crash after that? It wasn’t electric, so what’s your excuse?” Liyah asked.