Chapter 91

“I think you are. I think he’s maybe in love with you too,” she pouts sweetly, her eyes wide with possibility. I shake my head sadly. Well, I know for a fact that’s not true. The fact that he’s somewhere doing God-knows-what to other women is proof of that.

“Jake doesn’t do love, Leila; he likes things casual,” I point out emptily. A fact I know only too well.

Hasn’t he even admitted it?

“I’ve seen him in love once,” she responds wistfully and looks away from me shadily as though she’s let a secret out.

“You have?” I blink hard, and my cheeks flush. That stomach lurch of pain at her admission almost strangles me.

“Just friends, huh?” She watches me with a bit of a smirk on her face. I stay silent and frown. “I’ve known Jake since I was seven; our parents are friends.” She’s avoiding my gaze. I wonder why she’s never been on his bed list if he’s known her all that time. She’s adorable and pretty; I look her up and down and try not to dwell on that though