Chapter 114: TEAM

Jason

Ignoring the other messages, I click on her number and send a quick text.

Jason: You good?

Would she or would she not respond?

I stare at my phone in anticipation, my heart racing. It's so stupid, I'm a guy for fucks sake and my heart is behaving like it's pussy-whipped.

Mel: I am. You?

She responded!

Jason: Great

I want to ask her about the person she lost in death but how to approach the conversation is the tricky part.

Jason: Are you sure you're okay? Like really okay?

Mel: I don't know

Mel: I'm just overwhelmed I guess

With grief?

Jason: You can always talk to me about anything

Jason: I'm always ready to listen.

I could listen to her melodic voice for hours and not get tired of hearing it. She's not much of a talker, but if she was, I wouldn't mind at all. Bottom line, I'm willing to take whatever she is giving.

I guess my heart is right. I am pussy-whipped.