“Great. Dinner and Club Rendezvous tonight.”
“Perfect. Get your dancing shoes on and keep Jason out of his place for as long as possible. I need at least four hours for a thorough sweep.”
“I have a bad feeling. What if I can’t fake it with Cori? I’m not the least bit attracted to her, and eventually, Jason’s going to expect to see us kiss.”
“It’s good you aren’t into her, or the lines might get blurred. Just keep your mouth closed when you kiss her.”
I rolled my eyes. As if anyone kissed with their mouth closed. “How else am I supposed to keep Jason distracted?”
Why did everyone seem to think I could figure this shit out on my own? They were the experts, not me.
“As I said before, you can’t get out now. The faster we catch Jason, the faster you can get back to your life with Miranda. Amp up the affair, push Miranda away to keep her at a safe distance, and start calling the shots with Jason. He’s a nobody, but you let him control you. That’s pretty fucked up.” Axel walked toward the door. “Text me the second he leaves Club R.”
“Okay.”
This was fucked up. Somewhere along the way, the tables had turned in our friendship. Not anymore. Time to take back the control before Jason destroyed my life.
Now I needed to call Miranda and tell her I was working late.
Lies. I hated the lies.