“Hello?”
“Jack?” I croaked.
“Yes,” he said, calm as a glacier. “Scarlett?”
The world tilted.
My brain packed its bags and walked out the door.
Before I could process why the love interest of my current emotional labyrinth was answering my best friend’s phone, he added...
“She’s here. We came down to the cafe downstairs. She said you were still asleep.”
“She’s... what?”
“I came to check on you. You weren’t picking your calls. Jynelle was up. She said you needed rest. But now that you’re awake…”
“No, no, no. Do not come back up,” I yelped, staring at my reflection with hair like a crime scene and breath that could sterilize steel. “I’ll come down instead.”
I hung up before he could argue.
Operation Damage Control: Activated.
I jumped out of bed like I’d been tasered. Brushed my t
