Chapter 1

Kylie’s pov

My phone buzzed on the bed like it had a mind of its own and I jumped so hard my tits bounced under my thin tank top.

Unknown number.

Fuck. Not again.

Those bitches from high school probably got my new digits somehow and were ready to rip into me about how my face still looked like a busted puzzle.

My hands shook as I grabbed it, thumb hovering, heart slamming against my ribs so loud I could hear it in my ears.

“Yeah?” I answered, my voice cracking like dry leaves. I sounded pathetic even to myself.

A crisp professional voice came through. “Hi, is...