Chapter 11
Ashley
I can’t believe it. I’m in the enemy’s frickin’ territory.
Curled on a modular couch in Jay’s living room, I give myself a mental kick in the ass. I’m such an i***t, not just for entering the asshole’s lair after he fired me, but for being so weak with my resolve to give my friendship with Jess a break. I’d hardly seen her since she and Jay started dating and I had no complaints. I didn’t want to hear about her flashy lifestyle with Jay. The tabloids were enough to inform me she’s having a heck of a time with her new checkbook. Because that’s all Jay means to her. I hope he finds out when it’s too late.
When Jess rang my cell phone this afternoon, pulling me from a depression-induced sleep, I should have cut the call. But like a glutton for punishment, I let her right
