Chapter 77

“No, there’s nothing to say. I fell for it again; I slept with him, and he never called me back. I’m so stupid when it comes to Daniel Hunter; I never learn.” Her eyes fill with moisture, but then she sniffs them back down, her inner strength forcing its way up. She lifts her chin defiantly and looks at me with extreme purpose. “I won’t let him get to me, you know. He doesn’t deserve the time it takes to talk or think about him, so let’s forget it.”

“I think he does care for you, Leila. The way he and Jake talked, it seems like he’s overanalyzing and has a huge case of cold feet.” I try and soothe my friend, but I catch the cold look that moves into her eyes.

“Guess that’s why he brought a date, right?”

The color drains from my face, and anger ignites. My eyes scan the room in a fury, and I glimpse the tall porn star-like waif standing near the bar where Daniel’s still hanging over Jake.

Asshole.

“What? He knew you would be here, though?” I’m beyond per