[Jake's POV]

"Oh! Her?" I let out a shaky, nervous laugh, relief washing over me. "Elena Campbell? She's not my girlfriend. She's just... she's just a toy. You know how it is. She did my homework for me. She's pathetic, really. Needy. Poor. I dumped her weeks ago!"

I leaned forward, trying to sound conspiratorial. "You interested in that little prude? Virgin-level boring? I can hook you up with her, man. I can give you her number, her address, whatever you want. Just let me go."

I thought ...