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the bleeding stopped in surgery. You’ll see your fiancée when you get out.” He kicked something under my bed.
    I could feel the bed starting to move. “No. I need to see her one more time. In case I die, I need to see her. I need to tell her I love her.”
    I heard the nurse’s voice from behind my bed when we started moving again. “She knows. She loves you, too.”
    She knows. The need to sleep was heavy in my eyes and I let them close again. She knows. The click of heels against the tile floor almost made my eyes open one last time. Her heels. Jen never wore heels, not unless she was trying to break an ankle. Why was she wearing heels?
    “Wait, wait!”
    The bed stopped and I struggled to recognize the voice. I knew it, but I couldn’t remember it. I felt her lips on my forehead. It was familiar, but it wasn’t Jen.
    “I love you. And the answer is yes.”
    The bed started to move again and my lids were so heavy, there was no way I could open them to ask the woman what the question had been.

5
    “ Y ou forgot the tomatoes , Mel.”
    She giggled and gave me a little shove as we walked out of the theater. “You’re the one who wouldn’t go to her new movie. God, anything would have been better than that piece of shit we just saw.”
    I shrugged. “No way would I have been able to sit through two hours of Robin Axelrod. Sorry.”
    Her smile fell. “Are you okay?”
    “Define ‘okay.’” I cocked an eyebrow at her.
    “Um, not feeling the need to hide in the closet?” She jutted an elbow at me. “Not feeling like you want to gut the man you’re in love with?”
    I groaned. “I’m not in love with him. I hate him.” Except that I didn’t. I just wanted to because I knew there was no way I could forgive him. There was no way I would ever be able to see him again, either.
    “Right.” We walked down the sidewalk in silence for a while. “So what’s the plan, Stan?”
    “Plan for what?” I glanced over and noticed her staring at the ground.
    “Like, what do you want to do?” She looked up into my eyes.
    “Right now? I was thinking fro-yo.”
    She stopped walking, turning to me and grabbing my elbow. “I mean for your life, Jenna. School fell through. Your dad is obviously not going to be president, so that fell through. This governor job thingy fell through.” She dropped her gaze to the sidewalk again. “I’m worried about you. You say you didn’t want the job, but you were sure pissed off this morning when they told you that you couldn’t have it.”
    “When Brandon said I couldn’t have it.” I let out a small sigh and forced a smile to my face. “Look, I’m a people pleaser. We all know that. If someone calls me and offers me a job, it isn’t like I can say no.” I pulled my elbow from her grasp and turned back to walk up the sidewalk. “I don’t know what I’m going to do yet.”
    “But no politics?”
    I stopped walking again, turning to face her. “What are you asking me, Mel? If my dad were to get back in the presidential race, would I go back to campaign for him? Probably. Will I campaign for him when he runs for the Senate again in a few years? Probably. What is it you want to know?”
    She stared at the ground for a long moment. She finally looked up at me and shook her head. “Never mind. I don’t know.”
    I glanced behind me, making sure Cade was a decent distance away and out of earshot. Having a body guard around all the time was more of a nuisance than anything most of the time. It wasn’t like anyone was out to get me. I was sure that after the antics my father had pulled the month before, there were probably plenty of people out to get him. “Spit it out, Mel.”
    Her eyes darted back to Cade, who had propped himself up against a telephone pole, well out of hearing distance. “I just… I’m worried about you.”
    I shook my head. “Worried about what? Taking a job with a politician is no different than taking a job anywhere else. Where is this coming