Page 123 of One Bad Idea
So he was shuffling me off?
Was that it?
Unbelievable.
Through clenched teeth, I said, "Nice. Places. Are you serious?"
He shoved a hand through his hair. "Or shit, I'll go."
I felt like I was losing my mind. "You'll go where?"
"I dunno. Maybe New York, Chicago." He shrugged. "There's always Miami."
Miami – that's where he'd gone with Morgan during my first week of work. By now, I'd already learned from Morgan herself that the trip hadn't been a vacation at all, but rather it was related to some work project she'd been finishing up. The way she'd talked, she and Jaden had barely seen each other during that whole week.
But all of that was ancient history. At the moment, Miami was the furthest thing from my mind.
In front of me, Jaden was saying, "Or London."
Was he serious?He'd literally move to a different country to get away from me?It sure sounded like it.
But why?
I studied his face. "What am I missing?"
"Alright, you want me to be blunt?"
I scoffed, "Aren't you always?"
"No." His voice grew quiet. "Not with you."
I almost rolled my eyes. "You're kidding, right?"
"Meaning?"
"Meaning you're blunt with me all the time."
"Yeah, but that's all bullshit."
"What's bullshit?" I demanded.
"For every one thing I say, there's ten I don't."
"Oh really?" I crossed my arms. "Like about what?"
His gaze met mine. "Your hair."
"What about it?"
"It's long."
"So?"
"And blonde." Again, his voice grew quiet. "And soft."
"How wouldyouknow it's soft?"
"I can tell."
