THIRTY-EIGHT
Penny whisked the pancake batter within an inch of its life, or she would have if it'd had one, as she watched Jay emerge from his cabin and stumble to the bathroom. A few moments later, Melissa slipped out, too, looking like she'd just woken up. Had she and Jay been at it all night? Penny dug her nails into the whisk handle. At least they'd kept it quiet for most of the time. He'd stopped making her squeal after Penny's bathroom break, or maybe Penny had just slept through it. Thank God for small mercies, whichever it was.
There was nothing worse than listening to someone else have s*x with the man you wanted and couldn't have.
Wait, what?
Penny almost dropped the whisk, but caught it in time.
She didn't want Jay. She wanted the world to see her cooking. She should ge
