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I shook my head. “He thinks of me like a sister.”
“No, he thinks ofmelike a sister,” Sophie said.
“Then maybe he should start threatening you to stop making out with his team instead of me.”
“What?”
I sighed. “Before he pushed me in the pool he said if I kept making out with guys on his team he’d hook up with the whole cheerleading squad.” It felt more like a threat than an amendment to our stupid deal.
“So jelly,” Sophie said. “Besides, he’s already hooked up with like half of them.”
“Ew.”
“And you’ve basically hooked up with half the football team.”
I laughed.
“Six more to go. Just in case you and Jacob don’t kiss tonight, I’m going to do some research about our last six and come up with a game plan.”
I didn’t love the sound of another operation. But I loved that Sophie had momentary lapses of memory. Because I really didn’t want to talk about Mr. Halifax anymore. Seriously, why the heck had he singled me out like that in class? I couldn’t have been the only one that had gotten a C on a random pop quiz. I shuddered.
But maybe I also had momentary lapses of memory. Because I certainly never entertained Soph’s Gigi theory ever again. It just wasn’t possible.Yuck.
And maybe the Mr. Halifax thing wasn’t possible either.
I hoped.
Scarlett and the Kiss Thief - Chapter 31 – You’re It
Monday
Briggs glanced at me through the rearview mirror. For what felt like the tenth time since he’d started driving.
And I was panicking. By the way he was looking at me, I knew that he knew about the secret lair. He had to, right? Briggs and Porter were great security guards. So...they had to know.Screw me.
I tried to keep my eyes trained on my phone. But it was hard to ignore him staring.
He finally cleared his throat. “Scarlett?”
“Yes?” I didn’t look up to the front seat. I was worried that if we made eye contact he’d know I was hiding something.
“Our security system was hacked two weekends ago. Would you happen to know anything about that?”
“Oh...um...I had nothing to do with that.” It wasn’t technically a lie. RJ had hacked the security system, not me.
“Well, it seems to be glitching since then.”
“How so?” What on earth had RJ done to it? He better not still be accessing the camera feed. Because that little pervert had access to my bedroom cameras.
“People coming and going,” Briggs said. “Not through the front door. Just appearing in the hallway cameras off the living room.”
“Strange.” My voice sounded higher than usual. I hoped he couldn’t tell. But the way he glanced in the rearview mirror at me again made it seem like he could absolutely tell.
“Nothing at all you’d like to share about that?”
“I promise I haven’t done anything weird,” I said. Again, that was true. It was RJ, Uncle Rob, and Mr. Tanner up to no good. Not me. I hadn’t even asked for a secret lair.
“You’re sure you don’t have anything else you’d like to tell me?”
