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Thinking about JoJo naked wasn’t helping things.
I rubbed my face. I wasn’t a “sit around and think” kind of guy.
I hardly ever asked why.
The reason for whatever happened in the world didn’t matter. Only the results and what the next move should be were important.
I thought the weekend had been a chance for a getaway with my girlfriend.
But I wondered if I’d been put in this moment in time to rescue JoJo.
“You’re too smart for this,” I muttered to myself.
I was rarely indecisive.
I had no idea what I was doing. Only that I needed to go upstairs and pack. I had to get back to the city to work, to something that occupied my mind more than cocktails and lounging by the ocean.
And away from here.
Alma would throw a tantrum when I broke the news I was leaving. Her family might be disappointed too. Not because they cared if I was around, but no one wanted Alma upset.
The Cunninghams treated the sisters so differently. Maybe that was because they were complete opposites. They seemed to love JoJodespiteher crusade to save the world. Alma had conformed to what they expected. They treated her like a princess—a very spoiled one—though she didn’tdoanything extraordinary. Not like JoJo.
I jumped off the dryer.
I had to be ready to make a swift exit.
This was the right move.
I shouldn’t have blown off a barbecue at my parents’ this year.
If I left today, I could get some work done and head over there tomorrow. Mom would be thrilled with the surprise.
I stuffedmy clothes in my bag like I had five minutes before the house blew up.
I tugged on my Italian loafers and double-checked my appearance in the full-length mirror.
You are a good-looking bastard.
My shirt was crisp. My pants perfectly tailored. And I had gotten some sun.
Bag in the closet or downstairs by the door?
I tossed it in the closet and bolted from the bedroom.
I hesitated halfway down the stairs.
Maybe I should just stick it out. Save the theatrics. It’s only a couple more days.
No. Claiming a work emergency was my out, and I was taking it. Then I wouldn’t look like an ungrateful ass in front of her parents.
What do you care what the Cunninghams think?
They’d been nice to me. I actually liked them. They reminded me a lot of my own family . . . except the money. But I was working on that part. And there was no one in my family like JoJo . . . although who was?
Hadn’t she warned me I’d be out on my ass by the weekend?
I was sure she’d be thrilled with my early departure. She’d be wrong about me getting kicked out though. A satisfied smirk stretched my lips. Always being right never got old.
