10
ENZO
The guy on the patio was too familiar with Tessa. “Who was that?” I asked her.
My girl.
The jealous snake of envy hissed in my heart when he embraced her. I had a wild urge to punch his face.
“Just a childhood friend. I’ve known him forever.”
“Why is he called HoHo?”
“I brought him a Ho Ho in third grade, and the joke is he’s been eating out of the palm of my hand ever since. He'd do anything I ask. Not his fault I wanted to forget everything for the night.” Oddly, she giggled in a peal of laughter and snuggled her nose under my arm, grabbing the handrail in the elevator as we headed to our room.
I gripped her shoulders and turned her to face me. “Are you high?” I tried to scowl at her so she’d understand she was being scolded, but she distracted me by sliding her fingers i
