Flirting With The Good Girl

The Letter

~Flirting With The Good Girl~

Chapter26: The Letter

*Ethan Daniels*

"Jessica whatever-your-middle-name-is Knight, you better get your ass down here right now before I have to come up there and drag you down the stairs by your hair!"

I guess I hadn't thought that plan out well enough before I shouted all that out because once those words left my lips, Jerry turned the corner with a bewilderment expression.

"Uh ... Ethan?"

To say I was embarrassed would be an understatement.

"Jerry ... er, Mr. Knight."

"You can call me Jerry." He looks me up and down cautiously. "Is there something you need?"

"I just came by to talk to Jessica. Is she home?"

"No, she's not. She left a while ago with Jackson." He says. "Can I help you with something?"

"Oh, no." I quickly answer. "I'm sorry for barging in and ... shouting. I'll just be on my way."

"I was just about to have lunch. Would you like to join me?" Jerry asks motioning towards the kitchen.

"Thanks but I'm fine -"

"It's fried chicken from Joe's Kitchen."

I raise an eyebrow. "Fried chicken you say?"

Jerry smiles. "I'm just going to go make a few calls into work but you can help yourself to anything in the kitchen."

Entering the kitchen, tubs of chicken sit about. Creamy mash potatoes lie near, and jelly and biscuits are everywhere.

I bite back the disapproved behavior of a hungry wildebeest and calmly take out a chicken leg.

Unfortuanlly, just as I do, a certain paper lying in a stack of mail stands out.

I take a bite of the chicken leg while I grab the paper.

Jackson Parkers was arrested for entering and breaking into his father's home. Is that really the kind of person you want around your daughter? Surely not.

Just imagine what his brother is capable of. Insanity does run in the family.

-J

Whipping out my phone, I take a quick picture of the letter before grabbing the tub of chicken and running out of the house.

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"Listen to me, Garret. This is important. I think -"

"I can't talk right now, Ethan. Mom wants to discuss more about moving in with Jerry." Garret says. "I'll stop by later, okay?"

"No! We have to talk right now, Garret." I say with a panick. "I was at Jerry's earlier today and found a letter -"

"I really can't right now, dude. I'll stop by."

"Garret, no! Don't hang up on me." I say.

"Bye, Ethan."

"Garret Louis Hamilton!" Realizing I'm wasting my breath, I angrily throw my phone onto my bed and pace back and forth.

I wish the guys would just understand exactly how much shit they're in -how everything they've ever done is hung above their head and someone is there ready to cut the rope.