Chapter 15. Tell Me

DEAN

"Tell me, Jake. Is it true what your brother said? Did you call Carla to tell her he's here?" Lena demanded.

I couldn't help but smile. I knew this was immature, but I was glad that Lena was holding Jake accountable for what he did. I knew I wasn't the perfect man, but Jake wasn't a saint either.

"No, Lena. It wasn't me. I promise," Jake replied.

"You're lying," I denied.

"No, I'm not lying, Dean. Go."

"Dean, you better leave," Lena walked to the door and closed it in my face. I felt humiliated. Lena left me with words on the tip of my tongue. I thought about knocking again, but I didn't want to be pushy. I had no choice but to go back to the hotel.

I called Carla on the way, but she didn't answer my first three calls. I tried one more time.

"What do you want, Dean?" she finally answered.

"Carla! I've been calli