Chapter 86

I yank my phone out and scroll until I impulsively find Nathan’s number, hitting call and shoving it to my ear before sense can smack me. Fueled by anger on her behalf.

Jenny’s eyes widen in alarm. She shakes her head, slides up, and disappears to the ladies’ room, unable to witness this call. Yet she wants to know too, as she hasn’t stopped me, not that she could. I guess she even knows that about me.

I watch her go, listening to the long, drawn-out rings and knowing fine that Nathan is with Arry in Miami. It seems to take endless seconds before he picks up, and the noise of a busy atmosphere hits me before Nate’s voice does.

“Sophie… Aren’t you calling the wrong cell? Arry is being interviewed right now, so he can’t answer.” He sounds like he always does. Upbeat, confident, and in no way concerned that he just smashed a poor girl’s heart to smithereens yesterday.

“No, I’m calling you. To call you a dickhead and ask you why you think it’s acceptable to fuck