Chapter 16 - Jo Thompson

Jo POV

Finally back in New York and in my own bed, I rest my head back on the pillow and close my eyes. These last few days have been my worst nightmare, first, Dylan shows up from nowhere, and then that Greg guy threatens me. I shove my arm over my eyes taking a deep breath. I don’t think I have any more tears to spill over this. I think that I am dry now.

I hear the front door closing and I know Layla is home now. But she doesn’t know I am back and I am going to keep it that way for a little while longer. I have my door closed and locked. I don’t want Layla worrying and asking questions, I don’t want her involved in this.

I turn around on the bed, resting on my side. Dylan is the first thought that pops into my head, how I wish he would kiss me again. No, what am I thinking? He is a playboy, everything I despise in a guy. I can’t do t