Page 16 of Desperate Valentine

“Watch that tone. I can get hard again in no time.”

“Oooh, is that a threat?” I tease, rolling my eyes, allowing the brat inside me one more dig .

“Keep it up and it’ll be a promise.”

Chapter 5

Sleeping beside Jude allnight was anything but comfortable.

Obviously, he’s used to sleeping alone, because he hogged the blankets and nearly punched me when I tried to pull them back over me.

I quietly slide myself down toward the end of the bed and head off to the kitchen to see if I can figure out how to make coffee for myself. Luckily, he has a single cup brewer and everything for it is in a nice little rack beside the machine.

Once it’s finished brewing, I take my coffee to the living room and scroll through my phone for a while.

It’s strange that Mila didn’t text me at all last night. It doesn’t even show that she read the messages.

I scroll to her number and once again, it goes to voicemail after a few rings.

Did she seriously lose her phone?

I decide to leave it be and allow myself to scroll social media. As soon as the app loads my news feed, I gasp.

A plethora of posts flash before my eyes. All in regards to Charlie Jensen and his whereabouts. Along with the very accusatory search for Mila.

Fuck. What if she’s in trouble?

I try calling her again, and this time, she picks up on the first ring.

“Hey,” she answers.

“Hey, where the fuck are you? Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Sorry I didn’t text you. It was uh… crazy.”

“Was your date with Charlie Jensen?”

“Yeah, why?”

“He is missing. His dad is losing his goddamn mind. He wants to talk to you, but no one knew where you were.”

“So, I left the date early because he straight up tried to drug me. The server and manager saw. I…texted someone and they came and got me.”

“Who?” I ask.

“I need you to do me a favor and I’ll explain everything in person, okay?”

“Uh. Okay?”

“I need you to bring me some clothes. I can text you the address.”

“Girl…who did you go home with?”

“If I tell you, you need to keep it to yourself. Okay?”

“Okay. Okay. Tell me,” I insist.

“Gunner Vega.”

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