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Chapter 24
Gigi keptherhead down asshewalked backtoher and Jen’sapartment.Thesuitcasein towfelt heavierthan itshould,butsheputthat down toher humiliationhitching a ridewith it. Howcould shehavebeensostupid? He was married?Sheknewsheshouldn’thavegotten involvedwithMax,buthereallywas toomuch of a temptation for hertoresist. Shefeltasif everyperson shepassedknewwhathad just happened to her,andwerejudging her.
Shefeltthefirstof hertearsassheyanked hersuitcaseup thefewstepsin frontof her apartmentandopened upthedoor. Therideintheelevatorwassmooth and uninterrupted,thecar slowing toastopon her level. Shewasundecided whether shewanted Jento be homeor not. If she was,theycould talkand Jen would nodoubttrytocheer herup. If not,thenGigi could lickher woundsin peace.
Opening up thedoorto herapartment,shelooked around. Theplacewasinthesame disarrayit normallywas,butitwassilent. Shequicklywalkedtoher roomand shutthedoor. Propping the suitcaseup againstthewall,shesankontoher bed,her eyesfixingon the brightyellowceiling.
“I thoughtI heardyoucomein.”
Gigi looked uptofind Jen standing inthedoorway.
“What’swrong?”herroommateasked,herexpressionturning serious.
“Nothing’swrong.”
Shestepped intotheroom.“Bullshit.You’vebeen crying.”
Gigi swiped a hand underher eyes.“I’mfine.”
“Again,that’sbullshit.”Jen nudged her tomove over,lying down nextto heron thebed.
“Didmyassholeof abossdosomething toupsetyou?”
“He’snotan asshole.”
“That’sbecauseyou don’tworkforhim.”
“Actually,I do… Imean,I did. I quit.”
Jen satup,jostling Gigi.“Really?Why?Itseemed likea prettysweetdealto me.Did heatleast payyou for the daysyou did work?”
Sheshookher head,making Jen’sfrown deepen. “Thatdouchebag.Don’tworry,Borello. I’llmake himpay up.”Theideaofmaking Max’slifemore difficult obviouslyappealedto Jen becauseshewas nowsmiling widely.
“Jen,pleasedon’t.”
“Why not?Hecan’texpectyoutoworkand notpayyou.”
Gigi sighed. “Canyoulet medealwith this?Please?”
Jen’seyesnarrowed. “There’ssomethingmoretothis,isn’tthere?Why’d you quit?Did hemake a passat you or something?”
“Or something,”Gigi replied under her breath.
For a fewseconds,Jenwassilentbeforeshesaid,“Hegotintoyour panties,didn’the?”
Gigi looked intoJen’sblueeyesand felttheweightofhersecretlikeitwasplanted directlyonto her shoulders.
“Holyfuck,”Jen breathed,looking impressed.“You havetotellmeeverything.”
And Gigi did. Starting from the beginning, shetold her abouttheirfirst meeting,their subsequentbreakfastand her moving in.
“Justgettothe good bits,” Jen urged. “Gettothepartwhere you gottoseehiscock.”
“You can besocrudesometimes. You knowthat,don’tyou?”
“Ha!You loveitwhen Italk dirtyto you,”Jen shotback.
“Itallstarted witha kiss,”Gigi said. Jen madetheappropriate noisestothatinformation. “He’d apologizedto meafterwards,tellingmeitshouldn’thavehappened,butthen later on,hewent downonmewhileIwaspinned tothehallwaywall.”
