Chapter 41

I’d fucked up.

Jack flew to the front door and yanked it open. The sun was rising. The sky was already pink. “Get out.”

“Wait, hold on, I know it sounds bad, but—”

“Who do you think I am, man?” Jack cringed and shook his head. “No, I’m not gonna give you the satisfaction. Not gonna make a scene. Just leave. Go see your friend.”

“What’s you deal?” I didn’t have to take this shit from him. I didn’t even know him. He knew nothing of my life. He could pretend to be offended all he wanted to, but we both knew he’d gotten exactly what he’d wanted tonight and I wasn’t the first or last guy to give it to him. “Look, I don’t need your little drama show here.” I grabbed my keys from off the coffee table.

“What did you just say?” This time, Jack’s face turned white.

I tried to ignore the hurt in his eyes and walked past him and out the door. “Sorry,” I mumbled, hurrying down the front stairs.

Behind me, Jack was silent.