“So Kane didn’t put you up to this to spy on me or something?”
Jackson finally breaks from their staring contest to look at me. “Why would Kane want these guys to spy on you?”
Uh-oh. Me and my big mouth.
“No reason,” I mumble, inspecting my nails while Summer fights back a smile next to me. I wish I could blend into the background like she does. It would come in handy right about now.
My phone vibrates with a new text, and I flip it over on the table to see who it’s from.
Kane:
Did you leave just to make me miss you?
A soft heat blooms under my skin. Is it wrong that I miss him too? Especially now that his friends are here and I’m wondering where he is and what he’s up to. It’s not like they’re attached at the hip. So what is he doing?
Kane:
Because it worked.
Kane:
Where are you?
Jessica:
Is this the part where you ask me what I’m wearing?
Kane:
What are you wearing?
A small laugh escapes before I can swallow it. He’s disarmingly charming when he wants to be.
Jessica:
I’m not sending you nudes.
Kane:
Are you sure? It sounds like an excellent idea to me. My cock agrees.
I press my lips together as a giggle builds in my throat. Nope. We’re not doing that. I refuse to giggle like a schoolgirl.
Jessica:
Your cock agrees?
Kane:
He misses you.
When I don’t respond, he types again.
Kane:
Stay at my place tonight. I’ll pick you up when I’m done.
It’s not a good idea. I’m already in too deep with Kane Ravencourt. My heart aches to give in, but my common sense has a lot to say about acting recklessly and falling deeper in love with a man we can’t have.
