Page 130 of How You See Me
“Ohhh.”
“Shut up.”
Giggling, I drop my haul on the counter and wait for the cashier to total it up. “We were in Sedona last night and we’re on our way to the Grand Canyon.”
“That’s fun. You’re almost there.”
My heart knots instantly. “Yeah.”
“Shouldn’t you be excited? Your show is days away.”
“I am. I just don’t want Hayes to leave. I’ve gotten used to having him around.”
“Have you two . . .?”
I hand my debit card to the cashier. “Have we what? I thought you didn’t want to talk about me sleeping with your best friend.”
The woman behind the counter snorts and gives me a thumbs-up as she passes over my card.
“Shit, Josie. That’s not what I was I gonna say.”
I smile at the cashier and Jordan’s predictable reaction. “Then, maybe next time don’t be so cryptic.”
“I’m regretting everything right now. Even this call.”
“That’s what you get for leaving it up to my imagination.” Scooping up the plastic bag, I head toward thedoor. “Shoot.”
“What?”
“I need to pee.”
“And?”
“And. . . I’m by myself.”
“So?”
“Don’t give me that. Youknow.”
“You’ve driven the van. You’ve conquered your fear of heights. Isn’t it time you tackled your public restroom phobia?”
I groan and check on Hayes through the windows. The reflection on the windshield is too bright to see him. I wish he were here, but I don’t want to bother him if he’s still recovering.
Holding out the phone, I switch it to video and wait for Jordan’s face to appear on the screen.
“What are you doing?” he asks, scowling.
“Remember when I took care of you after your accident?”
“Don’t like where this is going.”
Checking over aisles through the store, I locate the restroom sign. “Payback time, brother dear.”
“That’s what I was afraid of.”
I march to the dark, dingy hallway with my chin up, determined not to acknowledge the ominous flicker of the overhead light.
“Josie,” Jordan warns. “I’ll hang up.”
