" So,” Ben says, tapping his fingers against his thighs, “Ryder’s going to watch out for you during the storm, I guess. Keep an eye on your place and everything?”
“I promised her dad I would,” Ryder says.
Because God knows that’s the only reason he’d do something nice for me. I can’t help but roll my eyes.
“Well, it’s not like I’m right down the road like Ryder is, but if you need anything, just let me know, okay? I don’t mind coming out there.”
“Thanks, Ben,” I say, patting his shoulder. “That’s sweet.”
And then Ryder leans over and turns on the radio, blasting a country music station loud enough to make conversation impossible.
I guess that means we’re done talking, which is fine by me. "

― Kristi Cook , Magnolia (Magnolia Branch, #1)