Simone
I took a deep breath and stared at the phone in my hand. There was nothing to do but dial Nick's number and get it over with. When the story of Michael and I leaked a few weeks ago, the basketball player had been fine with it. Even Rob had been fine with it. Nick was probably used to stories about him in the tabloids, but I still didn't like the idea of having to call him and tell him it was my fault.
There was nothing left to do but do it.
“Hello?" Nick said in a sultry voice. It sounded like he'd been sleeping.
“Hi," I answered miserably, suddenly feeling very emotional.
The last few days had been an emotional rollercoaster. I had no more false cheer to spread around.
“Simone?" he asked.
I could hear the sound of rustling. He was definitely in bed, which made me feel way ho
