right between Travis and me. “Is he bothering you, Jonna?”
Travis instantly let go of my hand and shook his head. “No, everything’s good here, man.” He raised both hands and backed away a few steps. I wrapped my arms around myself and shivered. I hadn’t realized that Tayia was standing beside me until I nearly bumped into her as I tried to turn away. Mack stared at me for a moment before his eyes turned cold as he shifted them back to Travis.
“I thought you wanted to race for the number ten spot? I ain’t got all night.” Mack’s voice sounded tight as the muscles in his jaw twitched.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m here to race. I’ll go get ready,” Travis answered quickly as he tried to cover up his nervousness with a grin, then walked off without looking at me.
“Are you okay?” Mack’s face softened a little as he turned back to me. I nodded just as Tayia wrapped an arm around my shoulder and gave me a squeeze.
“I’ll just be over here,” she said and turned back to a group of our friends, all of whom were casting curious glances our way.
“What did he want?” I turned my attention back to Mack.
“Me.” I shrugged and lowered my eyes. There was only silence for a several moments, and when I lifted my gaze the impatient look Mack gave me said he was waiting for me to say more. So I told him about the notes, the stalking, and the restraining order. I didn’t know how he would react to my story, but I certainly didn’t expect him to throw his head back and howl with laughter.
“Wait a minute, you dated Cool Guy Frye and he turned into a fuckin’ stalker?”
“Cool Guy Frye?” I asked, but Mack’s laughter was so contagious that my words came out in a giggle.
“Yeah, that’s what everyone’s been calling him. A rich boy with a fancy car, but he ain’t got nothing for my list. He was on it for a week before he got knocked off. Then he wouldn’t stop whining about it so I came out here anyway to give his import another shot. He’s always running his mouth and bragging about all the chicks he pulls, and it’s annoying as fuck. But come to find out he’s been writing love poems and shit. Then putting them in underwear drawers?” His shoulders shook as the laughing subsided. Honestly, I really didn’t think it was as funny as he was making it seem. I mean I could see the humor in it now, but not when I was going through it.
“Well, I’m glad you’re amused.” I twisted my mouth at him and crossed my arms over my chest while I waited for him to collect himself. “It was very creepy, Mack.”
“I know, I get it but oh, that’s just too good.” He looked over in the direction Travis left and shook his head. “The fucker.” He swiped a hand across his eyes and inhaled a long breath as his expression sobered. “I’ve had a taste of you so I can’t blame him. If I were a different man, I’d stalk you, too.” Unsure how to take that comment, I scrunched up my face and looked away, although the idea of Mack King being hooked on me was slightly intriguing. But instead I asked him the question that had been bothering me all week.
“I guess being a different man is also the reason I didn’t get a call from you either?” As soon as the words left my mouth I felt like kicking myself. I had no idea how to be the girl who had casual sex with a guy like him. He stared at me but didn’t give much of a reaction.
“I was going to call.”
“When?”
He shrugged.
“You’re here on the island where you know I live, and I bet you never even thought about it once.” I took a step closer to him. “Admit it.” His eye twitched as he held my gaze, but his expression gave no indication of his thoughts.
“I was going to call, Jonna,” he repeated flatly. “I just had some things come up.” I wanted to ask what sort of things, but I felt like it was none of my business. I decided that it was probably time for me to leave before I said something else jump-offs aren’t supposed