Page 42 of How Jenna Became My Dilemma

But then there’s Cody.

He’s sitting on the couch, elbows on his knees, prayer hands by his chin, eyes down.

“Jenna!” Quinton cheers as I enter. “How was your flight?”

“Good.” I let the door slam behind me.

“Take a seat.” He gestures to the only available spot in the tight trailer, which happens to be next to Cody.

I catch Tawny’s eyes, trying to glean what this little meeting is about, but all she does is smile at me as I sit down.

“What’s going on?”

“She doesn’t know,” Quinton says to Tawny and Dallas.

Dallas shrugs. “Well, she’s been on a flight. How could she?”

His words remind me my phone is still in airplane mode. But who even cares? At this point, it’s easier to get information straight from the source.

My eyes bounce from one person to the next. “What don’t I know?”

Tawny is the first to speak. “There’s been a development.”

“A development?” I glance at Cody again. I’m starting to get weirded out by his lack of response.

“A photographer captured pictures of you two in Malibu, and a story broke last night. It picked up traction and has gone viral.”

It’s the flipping pants!

Thanks to their good fortune, my bare butt has gone viral without any airbrushing, fancy cameras, or good angles. This is the worst.

That’s why Cody looks so depressed.

He’s embarrassed for me.

Tawny reaches inside her bag and pulls out a manila folder, opening it.

Great. We’re going to look at the pictures right here and now. Fabulous.

She hands me the first one. I draw a steadying breath before dropping my eyes to the photo.

It’s me.

And Cody.

On the balcony.

Arms wrapped around each other.

Lips millimeters apart.

The caption at the top reads: Secret Lovers, Cody Banner and Jenna Lewis, Caught Getting Frisky in Malibu on a Break from Filming The Promised Prince.

I stare at the words Secret Lovers, trying to rearrange them into something that actually makes sense. Secret Enemies, perhaps.

“The internet is going crazy with rumors that you and Cody are a couple.”

An unedited picture of my butt would’ve been better than this. Surprisingly, that wasn’t the worst thing after all. Being rumored to be in a relationship with Cody Banner is the worst thing.

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