Page 132 of A Lie so Dangerous and Fragile

After some minutes of silly and naughty games suggested by the host, I searched for Vina but didn’t find her. Her date didn’t know where she was either. I needed her to fix my hair. Kayden had already ruined it.

I decided to do it myself, so I searched for the restroom. The door was locked when I tried to open it. I knocked again, getting frustrated with whoever was in there.

The door opened, and my eyes grew wide when I saw Vina. Her ponytail was a mess, and she was trying to adjust her dress.

“Chloe?” She sounded out of breath.

I cocked a brow at her.

“Hi, Chloe.” I heard Adrian’s voice from behind her.

I noticed the red stain on his lips.

Busted.

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Tears

I stared at them for a while without saying anything. Vina cursed in Spanish and face-palmed herself. On the other hand, Adrian couldn’t contain the smile tugging at his stained lips.

“Um … I will, um … check the other …” I tried to say something.

“Nothing happened,” Vina said quickly before I could finish what I wanted to say.

I cocked my eyebrows at her with a smirk.

“Seriously, Chloe. Nothing happened. He was only helping me fix my … my, um … my shoe.” She groaned.

“In the restroom? Hmm … sounds convincing.” I smiled.

“I need a drink,” Adrian said, clearing his throat. “What’s your favorite, Vixen?”

“Get lost,” she said, not looking at him.

“Well, it was nice, helping you with yourshoe,” he whispered close to her ear, brushing his lips against her skin.

Vina stepped on his foot before I could turn away and give them some privacy.

“You’re driving me home. It’s not a request, Vixen,” he said, wincing at the pain.

I turned to her with a smug look as soon as he was out of sight.

“Don’t,” she warned before I could say anything.

“Oh, come on. What’s the fun in not teasing you about being caught hooking up with Adrian in the ladies’ restroom?”

“I think you just did.”

I shrugged and followed her into the restroom.

“Sorry forinterrupting,” I said, laying emphasis on the last word.

“Please, Chlo. I don’t wanna talk about it.” She sighed, opening her purse.

“Is it because of the doctor? I forgot his name.”

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