Jayson picked up his phone, hesitating before dialing Sophia's number. He knew that dealing with her never came without a price. In her world, everything was a transaction—give and take.
Still, he decided to give it a shot. If she demanded something he could handle, he would agree, even if it meant indulging her for a day. He was fairly certain, though, that she wouldn’t ask for that. What happened that morning had felt more like her attempt to know whether he still had feelings for her.
With a deep breath, he dialed her number. She answered immediately, as if she had been expecting his call for years.
"Look who finally called... So, what do you need me to do?" she asked, skipping any pretense of small talk.
"Are you still in San Diego?" Jayson asked. There was a brief pause, as if she
