Elena's POVBringing a Man HomeAfter our lengthy conversation at Relax Coffee, my phone rang, and looking at it, I noticed it was my mom. I quickly stood up and walked to a more private place to pick up the call, knowing Mom, the first word would be a scream. I had stayed longer than I was supposed to, and she must have gotten home to meet my absence. So, as I predicted, she was yelling on the phone, asking about my whereabouts, and I told her that I was at Relax Coffee. She asked what I was doing there by this time. My shift is in the evening, and I told her that I was with friends having a cup of coffee.After the call from Mom, I walked to the table and told them that I would be going. "It's getting late; my mom is waiting for me," I said. Jayson, in his soft but deep voice, offered to take me home, but I politely declined, suggesting that he stay with his friends instead. I didn't want to impose, especially since my mind had conjured up an image of Jayson as a daring motorbike ri
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