I mean, he did have security cameras all over his house. Not in his bedroom, of course. But there were certainly times when we?—
Oh god.
Panic courses through me as I go back to the screen displaying my missed calls.
Sunny tried to reach me an hour ago. I can only imagine how she must be feeling, and the thought makes me ill.
Do I call her back first? Or should I talk to Dex?
I’m in the middle of an existential crisis when my phone rings again.
It’s Christy.
“Hello?” I ask with a sinking feeling in my gut. If thisisall about me and Dex—and what else could it be?—I have no idea how my sister will react. Weneverdiscuss our sex lives. As far as I know, she’s only ever been with her boyfriend, Kyle. And while she knows that Dex and I hung out in high school, she has no idea we became involved again when I moved to LA. Well, not until today, anyway.
“Jenna! Finally! Where have you been? I’ve been calling you all morning!” she says, the urgency in her voice clear as day. “I’m so incredibly proud of you!”
She’sproud? That I slept with a movie star and it’s all over the Internet?
Hmm. I guess Christy’s more progressive than I thought.
“You looked gorgeous,” she goes on. “I mean, of course you did—you always do. Everyone’s so excited!”
“Everyone’s…what?” I stammer.
“Excited! Yeah, Mom already sent the video to her entire book club.”
“Her…her…book club?” I ask, breaking into a sweat.
“And that says a lot, considering Mom’s not easily enthused,” Christy goes on, her tone gleeful.
My racing mind comes to a screeching halt. “Wait a minute—Momcalledyou?” A pang of jealousy hits my gut. Our mom never calls me.
“No, I called her,” my sister corrects me, barely skipping abeat. “Oh, and Kyle enjoyed the video, too. He thought you had some great techniques and could teach me a thing or two.”
My jaw drops. “Christy…you showed the video to yourboyfriend?!”
She laughs. “Well, of course I did, silly! I’m going to show it to everyone I know! It’s not every day your big sister goes viral for her design work.”
Design work…Design work!
Oh my gosh, did Katie’s video go viral?
As I’m putting the pieces of this puzzle together, my phone starts chiming again.
“Is that your cell?” Christy asks. “You must be getting so many messages.”
“I really am. Can I call you back? I have a ton of voicemails to listen to.”
“Of course!” Christy says brightly. “And congrats! I bet business is going to be booming for you after this!”
My gut clenches, and my first thought is,God, I hope not.
On the bright side, though, at least I’m not a porn star.
After I hang up with Christy, I open another new text from Dex:
We’re so happy for you. Congrats! Getting on a flight, but I wanted to ask where you got the paintings for your client’s bedroom. Sunny loves the starry sky theme for the nursery—thought I’d surprise her with them.