Right Under Your Nose

I cannot believe that Jackson called me a slut. He just did a complete one eighty on me. I have no idea who that man is that tried to pull me off the dance floor now.

In my rush to get away from the jerk I completely forgot to take the key from René. There is no way I am going back in there.

I can't go to the penthouse and I can't go to Jackson's place. Guess I will have to call an old friend.