“Sweetie, she texts when she stubs her toe,” I say.
“Stubbing your toe hurts,” Jolie throws back at me.
“I agree. But it’s… it’s annoying…”
“Yeah, well it’s going to get a lot worse now,” Jolie says.
I move closer to her again.
My hands can’t keep away from her.
I touch her face and smile. “Why is it going to get worse?”
“I told her to stay away,” Jolie whispers.
“From?”
“Taz and Les.”
“Damn,” I say. “How bad is it?”
“Look for yourself,” Jolie says.
I pull Jolie toward the bed and fall on it, taking her with me.
She’s on top of me and I make damn sure the towel on her opens again.
She puts her hands to the bed and smiles at me.
I reach for her phone.
I look at the picture Violet sent to her.
“Fuck,” I whisper.
“Yeah,” Jolie says. “Ready for things to get messy again, Mac?”
I drop the phone and stare into Jolie’s eyes.
With her, I’m ready for anything.