Page 46 of Jesse

“Never mind. Just… I ran the numbers and we came out ahead.”

She blows out a breath of frustration.

“So how was Stephanie’s audition?”

“She got the part she wanted.”

I smile. Because I can hear the smile on Mila’s face. “Good, I’m glad. Just believe me, this was for the best. We should forget all about Jesse Boston. Hell, the whole Boston family can just fuck off.”

“Yeah,” she says. “Did you tell Hannah and Nat?”

“Yup. I called you last. I knew you’d be the toughest.”

“He hurt me, Emma.”

“I know.”

“I fell for him.”

“I know. I did too.”

“He actually ruined me for years. I never trusted another man again until Lance came along.”

“That’s because Lance was your one.”

“I know, but… now I’m worried about you.”

“Why?” I ask.

“Because I don’t think you ever moved past it. You don't even date anymore. At least Hannah is in a committed relationship and Natalie is always putting herself out there. She asks you to double with her all the time and you always say no. You’re not even trying anymore. Why wouldn’t I worry?”

“Natalie dates five men at once. Don’t you think that’s her acting out her insecurities too?”

“No. I think that’s her version of taking charge. Something you never do.”

“Ha.” I laugh, then catch myself. Because I sure the fuck took charge last night with Jesse. But I’m never going to admit I let him lick my pussy until I came. Not to Mila, not to anyone.

“So how did he get home? Ew, you did not give him a ride, did you?”

“Hell, no,” I say. “I dunno. Walked, I guess.”

“You really don’t think he’s gonna call the cops? Because if someone did this to me, I’d definitely call the cops.”

“I’m telling you. He spilled some secrets last night while we were eating ice cream and—”

“I still can’t believe you stopped on your way up to the lake to have ice cream with that douche.”

“Anyway. Long story short, he and his brothers aren’t exactly… on the up and up. He practically admitted they were mob bosses. Or something. He’s not calling anyone.”

“What if they put a hit on us? Oh, God. Do I have to hire bodyguards?”

“Just relax. Play it cool. I’m willing to bet a million dollars he just forgets this ever happened. It’s in his best interest. I mean, what guy wants to admit to something like this? We’ll probably never see or hear from this asshole again.”

My phone buzzes in my hand. I look down at the screen and see ‘blocked number’ flashing at me.

“Shit,” I say.

“What?”