Part of Me (Jessa & Paxton #1) Read Online Free

that. It’s not your problem.”
    “I didn’t stop him. It’s not like we didn’t discuss it. It’s not like he didn’t ask me if I was sure I was okay with all of this.”
    “And you said you were?” Pax ton asks through a laugh full of disbelief.
    “Yeah. I mean, I wasn’t throwing a party to celebrate but I also didn’t tell him there was a really good chance I would be tired of him before we hit the state line. It’s been a month. We’ve been here for one month. I just feel like I’m obligated to stick it out for at l east three. I mean, three is at least giving it a shot.”
    “Yeah, I think three is what’s standard in the system . Are you listening to this madness you’re spewing, or does bullshit just fall out of your mouth all the time now?”
    “Fuck off, Paxton.”
    “You called me, sweetheart. I’m just trying to help you pull your head out of your pretty ass. Come on, Jess. What are you really doing there? Why are you letting yourself get sucked into this shit? Since when do you have it in you to stick it out when everything inside of you is telling you to cut ties? I mean, shit, that girl I met at that field party in River Bluff wouldn’t have put up with any shit from anyone. Where’d she go, huh?”
    “Cut me a break, Pax. I don’t know this city. I don’t know a soul outside of the dorms. Forgive me for being afraid of being completely fucking alone.”
    “You want me to come there?” he asks, catching me completely off guard.
    “To Chicago?” I smile into my phone. I wish he were here. I miss him. He makes me feel like… me . In River Bluff I had the two best friends in the world, but none of us were alike. Which was fine, it was good, it was why we were best friends. But when Paxton showed up I knew that there was an affinity between us. Which is why there has always been tension between us; why our words are harsh and our emotions run high. But it’s also why we get each other. “I miss you, Pax.”
    “I miss you too. So what’s the answer, beso, you need me there or not?”
    Paxton doesn’t want to come to Chicago . I don’t even know if he can come to Chicago; I think his mom probably has an invisible fence around the state line that will keep him out. Plus, he’s doing his thing and figuring his own stuff out. I don’t know what that stuff is, but it’s been clear, since day one, that there is a lot of it. And I know that he needs to be in Venice to do that. “No. I’ll figure it out. I always do.”
    He’s silent for a moment. “Let me make a few calls. I’ll find someone to help you out. If you want to get out of the dorm I can hook you up. Just let me know.”
    “I d idn’t realize you were the king of Chicago,” I tell him, rolling my eyes at his overreaction.
    “There are a few people there who still like me.”
    “I’ll let you know. Thanks, Pax.”
    “Not a problem, Jess,” he says and it’s clear in his tone that he thinks my petty problems, that I could make disappear if I would grow a pair, are stupid and that he’s over it. I need to be over it too.
    “What’s going on with you? Where are you at?” I ask him, wanting to move on from my issues. 
    “At the moment? I’m at some chick’s house in Malibu.”
    “Really?” I ask, intrigued.
    “Don’t get jealous, kid, it’s just a party. I’m not settling in,” he tells me, but I hear a woman in the background. It sounds like she ’s doing something close to purring and she calls him ‘baby’. “Back off for a minute- can you not see the damn phone in my hand?” he tells the girl.
    This cute little convo I’m hearing is not new. I get to hear all kinds of sweet, desperate voices in the background when I talk to him. I think women must just follow him around begging all day. I get it. I mean, the boy is insanely hot. And in a way that makes women crazy. Which is completely different from your everyday insanely hot boy. 
    Take Dylan for example, he’s extremely good looking in