Page 100 of Escorting the Mogul

I shrugged. “I did, but…”

“But then you got mad,” she finished for me.

“Right.” I sighed. “Then I got mad. Andthenwe got drunk.”

She nodded. “Drunk is better than mad, although my hangover is making me question that.”

“Me too.”

“So…” Jenny hesitated. “Do youwantto go on a trip with me? And James and Audrey?”

She sounded guarded but, underneath that, hopeful.

I took her hand. “I do,” I admitted. “Is that okay?” I wasn’t about to admit it to Jenny, but not only was the trip my idea, but I’d also cleared my entire schedule for the next few weeks.

“S’Okay, Coley,” she said, her voice gravelly. “I’d like to go, too.”

“Yeah?”

She smiled at me. “Yeah.”

I grabbed my phone and pulled up Audrey’s message to both of us.

We have a private flight Friday at 8am from Logan.

Can you guys make it?

We’re booked for four nights.

“Do you have any idea where we’re going?” I asked Jenny.

“No, Audrey didn’t say. She just said to pack jeans. And boots. And a jacket.” She shrugged. “So I’m guessing this isn’t a tropical vacation.”

I scrubbed a hand across my face. “I’ll call James later and ask him for the details. Are you ready to go away for a few days?”

Jenny nodded. “I’m happy to get out of town.”

“Then I’m happy to get out of town, too. Listen, about all of this…” I patted the bed beside me, and she came closer. I inhaled her coconut-y scent. “Are you feeling okay?”

“I’m sore, but I’m okay.”

“Yeah?”

She nodded. “Yeah.”

“Is there anything I can do for you?” I asked.

She lay down next to me. “You could hold me for a minute,” she whispered.

I put my arm around her and pulled her close. “Is that okay?”

“Yeah, that’s okay.”

But Jenny didn’t sound okay. She sounded sad.

“Listen, I’m beat. And it’s already afternoon. I feel like we wasted the day,” I said. “Do you want to do something tonight—something low-key?”

“Like what?” She sounded vaguely suspicious, like I might lock her in the bedroom again for another six-hour sex fest. Not that that would be the worst thing…

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