Chapter 22

“It must be bothering you if you called this late,” Jamie points out.

“Well, after the concert, I had the band back to my room. We had a little party. We were drinking, smoking a little weed.” Jed knows that Jamie won’t judge him for that. She might be the sensible one, but she drinks, and she’s smoked in the past.

“And did something happen? Did someone in the hotel catch you?” Jamie asks, and Jed can tell she’s already planning damage control.

“No, no one caught us. We were careful,” Jed assures her.

“Then what has you stressing out in the middle of the night?” Jamie asks.

“Penny was joking around and said I should pass smoke to Donnie. So I did.” Jed takes his cell phone over to his bed and lies down on it. He rubs his lips with his free hand. He wants to taste Donnie again, and without the weed. He’d liked the taste of the smoke, but he wants to just taste Donnie.

“What you’re saying is you kissed him,” Jamie says in a flat voice.

“Kind of.” Jed sighs.