Page 198 of Accidental Husband
"Oh."
"And one from Jackson."
"Fuck him."
Her eyes turn down. "I didn't listen yet."
"Don't."
"Griff."
I'm getting jealous and possessive, but I don't care. "He doesn't deserve your time."
"It's my time."
"Don't. Please." My heart rises in my throat. I shouldn't be jealous of that asshole. It doesn't matter that he got five years with her. That he got her secrets. That he had her a hundred times.
I'm not that guy.
I won't be that guy.
Jules's eyes turn down. She turns her attention to her matcha. Pretends like we're talking about whether we're getting Thai or Indian for dinner. "I'll think about it."
I swallow a sip of my coffee. Try to convince myself I'm not jealous of her ex.
What's it matter if she returns Jackson's call?
It's not like he has some claim to her.
It's not like she wants him.
It's not like I can't stand she was his five days ago.
"What are you gonna do today?" I try to find a neutral subject.
"Besides avoid my mom's calls?"
"Yeah."
"Read. Drink more matcha. Fuck myself with my new toy."
What?
"Kidding." Her lips curl into a smile. Her eyes light up. But the hint of tension remains in her brow.
"Take a video."
"Oh my God."
"Pretty please."
Her face goes ghost white. "I can't… I… Um…"
"I'll send you one."
"Where?"
"To your email," I say.
