“What is it?”
“Huh?” I was still looking at my phone.
He was here. He was waiting for me.
Jake gently nudged my hip with his hand. “Jo? You okay?”
Looking at him took work. My neck felt like it was pulling my head through waist-deep wet cement. When I could finally focus on him, his gaze went back to my phone.
“Is something wrong?”
Yes, very wrong.
I tucked the phone against the palm of my hand, so he couldn’t read the screen, and I slid it into my pocket.
“Uh, yeah—no, I mean, no. Nothing’s wrong.”
“You sure?”
“Very.”
The lies were spilling from my lips, but I needed to get Jake out of here. Even knowing he was so close to Kian sent a cold blast through my body.
“Um, I—thank you for walking me back to my place.”
“Walking?” Jake grinned, following me back inside from the balco
