“Dump him,” he fires back. “What?” I croak. “You heard me. Dump him.” He reaches for me. I step back to create distance between us. “Are you crazy?” “Maybe.” “I can’t dump a boyfriend for one night of sex.” “Yes. You can.” “Jameson.” I drag my hands through my hair. “Have you completely lost your mind?” “Quite possibly.” He hands me a business card. “Call me, and I’ll come and get you.”
