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I laughed again. “No, it’s just Jett.”
“Well, that’s boring. Are you sure it’s not Jethro, or maybe Jettipher or Jettonathan?”
“You nailed it on the head, Jettonathan is my real name. How did you ever guess?” I said sarcastically.
“I’m just that good,” she said in the phone with arrogance.
I told the driver to head back to the club and then sighed as I looked out the window.
“I miss you, little one.”
“I miss you more, Jettonathan.”
“Let me guess, that’s going to stick?”
“Yeah, you’re totally fucked. Sorry.”
Chapter Thirty-Five
“Come with Me Now”
LO
A loud knocking sounded at my door followed by Kace popping into my room unexpectedly. It felt like déjà vu and as I wiped sleep from my eyes, I could have sworn I was back at the Lafayette Club, late for a practice, until I saw the small room that I occupied.
“What the hell?” I said as I tried to make out Kace’s body.
“Are you seriously just waking up right now?”
“Are you seriously barging into my room . . . again? For the love of God, get a hobby.”
“It’s noon and you’re not answering your phone.”
“It’s noon?” I asked while looking around. “God, that phone sex must have really taken it out of me.”
Kace’s jaw tightened and that’s when I saw the white bandaging that was wrapped around his arm.
My hand flew over my mouth as I stumbled out of bed. He caught me, but winced from having to use his arm. Thankfully I got dressed after my little phone convo with Jett or else Kace would have had a handful of naked breasts right now.
“God, I’m sorry.” I straightened up. “Are you okay?” I asked while eyeing his bandage.
“Just a scratch. How come you’re not answering your phone?”
“Uh, just a scratch? A fucking bullet went through your skin.”
“Why aren’t you answering your phone?” Kace ignored me like usual.
I threw my hands up in frustration and went to my phone.
“It’s dead. I guess I didn’t plug it in last night.” I grabbed the cord and plugged the damn thing in. “Why? Do you have a secret you have to tell me? Did you finally lose your virginity last night and you want to talk about it?”
“Cute,” Kace said while blowing out a long breath. “Jett was just trying to—”
Kace was interrupted by Lyla, my old roommate flying through my door. Ever since I’d been staying with Diego, I’d been able to visit her more often. She was out with us the other night when everything went down at the bar, but the dumb bitch hooked up with someone and left early.
“Goldie, did you see . . .” Lyla stopped in place when she slammed into Kace. She looked up at him and her eyes widened. “Oh my God, who’s the Adonis?” she said while looking at Kace.
Watching closely, I saw Kace’s eyes scan Lyla up and down, and a small twitch of a smile tickled the corner of his mouth as he appreciated every last inch of Lyla.
