Chapter 97

“I wonder how many texts you’ve sent about it?” I reach back into my bag slowly, wondering how easily I can make her fold, especially if I’m right about this.

“You can’t access my fucking messages. I have a pin.” She smirks, but Jake steps in front of me protectively, sliding a hand behind him to keep me close, telling me he doesn’t trust her not to fly at me.

“I don’t need one,” he growls at her. “I’m pretty sure any of my tech guys could access your messages seeing as I managed to track my girlfriend’s cell in less than five seconds when I needed to.” He’s back to that furious, snarling tone sending shivers down my spine.

So, that’s how he did it?

“What do you hope to find?” She lifts her chin defiantly, smirking, but the look of smugness has evaporated from her dark eyes, replaced with a slight hint of apprehension.

“Maybe something fun and incriminating, maybe nothing.” Ben slides in and seems to be enjoying this a little too much. I’m sure he has n