Page 73 of Unsuitable

My phone rings again in my hand, startling me. It’s the same number.

I hesitate and then answer it. “Hello?”

“Daisy?”

“Jesse?” His name rushes out of me on a breath.

“Yeah, it’s me.”

“Is everything…are you okay?” My heart is hammering in my chest.

“I’m…” He hesitates. There’s something in his voice. He sounds worried. “I’m in a bit of trouble.”

And my heart drops to the floor. All thoughts and hurt over Kas are erased.

“I need your help, Mayday. Can you come get me?”

He needs me. He called me Mayday.

“Tell me where you are. I’m coming now.”

Eighteen

“I have to go,” I tell Kas as I walk past him without looking at him.

He says my name. I ignore him and keep walking.

“Daisy.” His voice is as firm as the hand that curls around my upper arm, pulling me to a stop.

“What?” I snap, spinning back to face him.

“What the hell is going on?” His brows are drawn together. He looks angry.

That makes two of us.

“I could ask you the same thing,” I bite. Then, I immediately regret it. “Look…whatever. I have to go. Fire me if you need to.”

Something flashes in his eyes, but I don’t care enough in this moment to try to figure out what it was.

I yank my arm free from his hand, and then I’m on the move again.

I hear a growl from behind me.

“For fuck’s sake, just hold up!” he yells right before he grabs my arm again, pulling me around to face him.

“I don’t have time for this!” I yell back.

I see the surprise in his eyes, and it gives me sweet satisfaction.

Yeah, dickhead, I can shout, too.

“I have to go.” I lower my voice. “My brother needs me, and I have to go.”

“Jesse? Is he okay?”

“I don’t know! That’s why I need to get to him. So, let me go!”

I pull at my arm, and he lets go.