Frank doesn’t find the comment funny. “Did you accept the car, Jade?”
“It’s in my name, so yeah. I can’t drive it yet because of my concussion so it’s sitting at Garret’s house.”
“I see. Well, that was a very generous gift.” He takes a drink of his water.
It’s obvious he wants me to give the car back, but why should I? Mr. Kensington wants me to have it and I’m sick of being the only person on campus without a car.
Frank’s looking at me like I’m a different person. He knows the old Jade would’ve refused the car, but the old Jade also wouldn’t give him a hug or show emotion. I’ve changed. I’m growing up. So he needs to accept the new me and take the good with the bad, or whatever he considers to be bad.
CHAPTERFORTY
“I’m really tired.I’m going to bed.” I get up and leave the room before they can say anything more about the car.
My lack of sleep hits me as soon as my head hits the pillow. I’m out until noon the next day. When I get up, I see that Garret called and left some text messages. I call him back.
“Did you just get up?” he asks.
I hear his voice and feel myself smiling. Damn, I think I miss him even more today. I’m so pathetic.
“Yeah. I was wiped out. Did you get some sleep?”
“Not really. My bed’s too empty.”
“And it better stay empty.”
“Jade, don’t joke about stuff like that.”
“Well, you’ve got female fans lined up outside. You might give in and let one of them inside.”
“If they actually watch that show, they’re not my type.”
“So what’s going on at the Kensington estate?”
“Not much. I swam this morning. Lifted some weights. Showered.”
“Okay, stop. You’re totally turning me on.”
He laughs. “It’s that easy, huh? All right. My turn. What are you wearing?”
“That’s so lame. But for the record, I’m wearing a sweatshirt and pajama pants. Nothing special.” I’m actually wearing several layers of clothing because Frank can’t afford to turn the heat up and the house is freezing. I was used to it when I lived here, but now I’m used to the dorm which is kept really warm, so Frank’s house feels like a freezer.
“Jade, wake up.” Ryan’s knocking on the door.
“I’m up,” I call back. “I’m on the phone.”
“We’re leaving soon so get yourself ready.” I hear Ryan walking away.
“Do you need to go?” Garret asks.
“Yeah. Sorry. We’ll talk later.”
As I head to the bathroom Ryan purposely bumps my shoulder on his way to his room. “We’re going to a movie at 1, so hurry up.”
I stand there, rubbing my eyes. “I’m not awake yet. Did you make any coffee?”
He continues down the hall. “You’re not at Garret’s house. I’m not your butler. You have to make your own coffee.”
“Geez, you could be nicer to me since you never see me,” I yell at him.
