Sammi POV
We’ve been sitting for hours, and I’ve filled her in on every insignificant detail of my life. I won’t lie—I distanced myself. After losing my job, I became so focused on the new one and Jake that I barely spoke to her. I know that now.
“Here,” she says suddenly, tossing something at me. I catch it instinctively, confused, before looking down. “You know my work schedule. I’m on from eight till six most nights. If you and Grayson need a place to f**k each other into oblivion without worrying about your brothers, use this.”
I stare at the key in my hand. “Are you serious?”
She smirks. “If I can’t help you get laid with the guy you’re in love with, when can I help?”
“I’m not in love with him,” I mumble, trying to convince both her and myself.
Her eyebrow arches. “You are, or
