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“So, is it true?”

Parting the fingers that still cover my eyes, I focus on Felicity. “This goes no further.”

She drums her pink fingernails on the countertop in thought. “I don’t keep secrets from Jon.”

“Fine. No further than you and him.”

“Deal.”

“I’m…yeah…fucking obsessed with her.”

Felicity’s hands fly to her mouth as she audibly gasps. “Iknew it.”

I drop my hands and then my head between my shoulders. “I can’t get her out of my mind. Not since that night at Riley’s. I haven’t hooked up with anyone in a while since I can’t seeanyone but her. Doesn’t change anything, though; she hates me.”

“Jensen. You had Kate on your lap one minute, and the next, you’re copping off with some redhead!”

Shaking my head, I squeeze my eyes shut, my temples still pounding. “Sister’s best friend.”

“WHAT?!”

“Jesus, don’t shout.” I wince. “Not like that. She was drunk, so I walked her home. End of story. ButKatherinealways has to be right and decided I was hooking up immediately after she told me to go fuck myself.”

Crossing her arms over her chest, she shakes her head in disbelief. “She’s even more pissed at you after last night.”

It just gets better. “What does she think I did?”

“The exact same thing. That you hooked up with another woman to make her jealous.”

“Like she wore Jessie’s jersey?”

“You two are insufferable, you know that?”

I lean back on the tiled wall with a thud and hold the glass out for another refill. “Yep.”

“You need to talk to her. If this icy atmosphere is still around come our wedding day, I’ll?—”

“I know,” I say on an exhale. “I know.”

“What are you going to do?”

Gripping the back of my neck, I go over the options in my head. She’s as stubborn as I am, so it’ll take some work to bring her around after everything that’s happened. “I’ll call her and try to smooth things over.”

She quirks a brow. “Well, that’s a given. I meant, what are you going to do about telling her how you feel?”

I scoff. “Nothing. You think I’m going to lay it all on the line for the woman who invades my dreams at night but can barely look at me when I see her? You don’t think feeling this wayscares the shit out of me and that’s why I’ve held back for so long?” I fight to keep my tone even, but my voice shakes at the end, and I hate that. I hate that I’m showing myself like this.

“Oh babe, I?—”

I hold up a hand. “Don’t go there, please.”

“Okay, but I didn’t realize you felt this way. Do you want me to talk to her?”

“No!” I bite out, way harsher than I want. “No, say nothing about any of this. I’ll explain what happened both at Riley’s and last night and the rest...” I grab my shirt from the bathroom floor. Fuck me, do I need my bed. “The rest is up to her.”

Jon

Felicity just told me. Want to talk about it?