CHAPTER 162

HAZEL

Sitting in the back seat, I kept myself occupied by responding to a few messages from Declan. We chatted for nearly the entire drive until he let me know he had to step into a meeting. With a quick “talk later,” I pocketed my phone and shifted my attention forward.

I looked at the driver, feeling a bit curious about him. “Ryder, right?” I asked, hoping to start a conversation. I’ve never bee