“I’m fine.” Elora brushed off her concern.
“You miss him,” Cece said.
“I just saw him at lunch,” Elora said.
“You miss him, and you want to bang him until your eyes cross,” Cece said.
Elora paused. “Yeah, I do.”
Cece laughed, and Elora grinned at her. “What? He’s super hot.”
“He is,” Cece said. “But also dangerous and a total commitment phobe.”
“Tell me about it,” Elora sighed. “But it won’t stop me from masturbating to detailed fantasies starring Jonah.”
Cece turned bright red before giggling. “Oh my God, Elora.”
“Verydetailed fantasies, Cece.”
“Okay, well, you have fun with that, dirty girl,” Cece said before opening the door. “Oh my God!”
“Hello, Cece.” Jonah grinned at her.
“Hi,” she said as he muscled past her and into the apartment. “We were just talking about you.”
“Oh yeah?” Jonah’s grin widened. “Was it about how handsome I am?”
Her face went red, and she gave Elora an ‘oh, holy shit’ look.
“It was,” Jonah said, his grin turning wicked.
“No, it wasn’t,” Cece said quickly.
“Cece, you have a crap poker face,” Jonah said.
“She really does,” Elora said.
“Both of you hush,” Cece said. “Elora, I’ll call you tomorrow night.”
“Bye, Cece.”
Cece left, shutting the door behind her. Ignoring the butterflies that were doing happy handstands in her stomach, Elora said, “Hey, what’s up?”
“I brought you the car.” Jonah dangled a set of car keys in front of her. “Insurance and registration have been transferred to your name. I parked it in your visitor spot until you can get that other piece of shit car towed to the junkyard.”
“Jonah, I don’t feel right about borrowing a car from you,” Elora said.
He folded the car keys into her hand. “I want to do this. I’ve driven in your car, remember? I know how dangerous it is.”
“It’s not dangerous,” Elora said.
He just snorted and rolled his eyes. “How was the rest of your afternoon?”
“Fine, busy at the shop and then Cece came over for dinner. Did Caleb come home?”
He shook his head. “No, but his friend Alex told me where he is.”
“Where?” Elora asked.