All the while, I couldn't help but think, "I'm one hell of a stand-in!"
Dozing off in the back of the cab, I was snapped awake by a text from Jack.
"The lady's back. Come with me to pick her up."
It hit me like a ton of bricks.
And those bricks should've struck him, not me!
The real deal's in town and he wants a decoy for company? Man, that's cold!
It tore me up inside.
My high school dreamboat, my once-shiny knight—how did he end up like this?
I blocked Jack right then.
No one was going to taint my pristine memories of him—not even him!
By the time he rang again, I was already at the airport.
He dialed from an unknown number since I'd blocked all known contacts.
"Sophie Morris, where the heck are you headed?"
"Get back and we will talk!"
I exhaled deeply.
Falling for a fill-in isn't just for novels, turns out it's real life too.
Real life's more of a soap opera than any book!
"The lady's back, so it's my cue to bow out."
"Jack, let me go. Live your life well with your lady!"
I've got my principles. His ex is back, and I won't play the mistress!
Silence on the line, then Jack finally spoke, "Sophie, come back. You two might hit it off, maybe even like each other."
I was confused, "What?"