“Not that it matters, since you don’t care what she does or who she?—”
“What the fuck is she doing there?” I growl. “Who is she with? Has she gone into a private room?”
I go up to the valet and give him my ticket, waving it so he knows I’m in a hurry.
“She…” He clears his throat. “She was in one of the bigger private rooms.”
My stomach churns again. Fuck, I’m going to be sick. “Who is she with?”
“Some guy. I just started looking through the list downstairs and when I saw her name, I checked the cameras.”
Some guy.She has me in fucking knots and she’s atmyclub withsome guy.
“Fuck!” I tighten the grasp on my phone so I won’t throw it. “Go down there!”
“And do what?”
“I don’t fucking know, Luke. Show your face and entertain her until I get there.
“Entertain her? You sure you want me to do that?” he asks, and I can picture the smirk on his face.
“You better not fucking touch her.”
He’s quiet for a beat. “Weren’t you saying you wanted a palate cleanser? Maybe this is hers. It’s only fair.”
“Fair?!” I shout. “Lucas, I swear to fucking god if you don’t go down there…”
“I’ll keep an eye on her via the cameras and find out who she’s there with.”
“That’s not enough!” Heart racing, I hang up and start pacing. “Goddamnit!”
Where the fuck is my car?My fucking head is spinning, my stomach hurts, and my heart won’t quit pounding in my ears.Motherfucking Josslyn.As I pace, I pull up her location, but nothing comes up, which means her phone is off. Jesus Christ.Did she gothere by herself? Is Olivia with her?I look at the last text I sent her, the one that remains unanswered.
Me: a lapse in judgment
Josslyn: kind of how you feel about us then
Me: i never said that
Fuck.I should’ve followed my gut and stayed at her place the other day. I should’ve called or texted. I thought a couple of days apart would bring clarity, but I know I’m only fooling myself. Time without her only brings misery. And thinking about her with another man. Moaning for him, coming for him …fuck.
I set a hand over my aching stomach.Where the hell is the valet?I take a deep, steadying breath, wishing I had someone to tell me that I’m not going to die and that what I’m feeling is normal. Hamilton’s inside, but there’s no way I’m involving him in this right now. Ella is on a yacht in Europe with some fucking lingerie model. And my cousin is being a fucking asshole. I laugh despite myself. None of them would know if this is normal.
“You’re leaving without saying goodbye?” a soft female voice asks, pulling me from my thoughts.
I turn to find Tasha standing by the door. God, this is the last thing I need right now. “Something came up.”
“I’ll let them know. I just wanted to give you my number before you left.” She smiles as she walks over with an exaggerated sway.
“I can’t take it.” I look toward the street again, willing my car to show up.
“I know about your one-night stand rule and NDA. I’m okay with both.” She moves so she’s in front of me and I have no choice but to look at her.
“I have a girlfriend.” The words fly out of my mouth before I can stop them.
I’m sure I look as shocked as she does.Where the fuck did that come from?A girlfriend? I’ve never called anyone mygirlfriend.I’ve always thought it was such a dumb word, but associating it withJosslyn feels right.I’m so fucked.If there was any doubt about how I felt, this confirms it. Josslyn fucking owns me. Now that I’ve accepted it, I realize how many things I’ve already done wrong and my stomach twists again.
“Oh.” Tasha takes a step back, eyes wide. “Oh. Oh my gosh. I’m so sorry. I had no idea. I just … I thought you didn’t do the relationship thing.”
