“You been hiding up here all day?” he asked.

I stared at my phone and said nothing.

He waited a beat, then stepped inside.

“Why the silent treatment? Jealous?”

Still nothing from me.

Jake tilted his head, that annoying little smirk already forming.

“Thought you told me last night to go meet her. Or did I imagine that whole ‘how about Helen, your girlfriend’ speech while you were naked and pleading for the key?”

I kept my eyes on the screen.

He walked further in and sat on the edge of my desk, completely unbothered by the fact that I was ignoring him.

“She’s my girlfriend, Mia. What did you...