Page 115 of Liars

“Bathroom,” I stated, opening the door and closing it behind me without giving him a chance to say anything further. It wouldn’t have mattered. I would have left with or without his permission, and I didn’t care for the annoyed sigh that followed me out of the room.

As soon as I was in the hallway, I pulled out my phone, scrolling through my saved notes until I found what I was looking for—Kaylor’s schedule.

Lunch period.

I swore under my breath.

If she wasn’t in the cafeteria, there was a chance she’d gone off campus with Poppy. That wouldn’t be a problem on its own. Her security detail would have followed, but if that were the case, why was my gut screaming that something was off?

My pace quickened, my sneakers echoing against the tile floors as I rounded the next corner.

Wham.

Someone barreled straight into me.

A startled breath. A flush of warmth against my chest. I caught the person by the arms before they could stumble back. Then I looked down.

And there she was.

The root of all my problems.

My eyes flicked over Kaylor, catching her flushed skin and wide, startled look. Her breathing was uneven, and her lips were parted slightly as if she’d been running or had been caught doing something she shouldn’t.

Yeah. She was definitely up to something.

She glanced over my shoulder as if she was searching for someone.

My hands stayed firm on her arms, the smallest pull keeping her anchored as my gaze traced every flicker in her expression. “Looking for someone?”

Jerking back, she forced me to let go, her gaze darting past me like she was checking to see if anyone else was around. “None of your business,” she said, but the way her voice wavered told me everything I needed to know.

I crossed my arms, smirking. “You sure about that?”

Kaylor’s lips turned down in the sexiest frown that was part pout. I’d spent enough time around her to pick up on her tells—the little things she probably didn’t even realize she did. The way she avoided my gaze when she was hiding something. The way her fingers twitched at her sides like she was debating whether to push past me or stand her ground.

I tilted my head, lowering my voice. “Try again, little raven. What were you doing?”

She scoffed, rolling her eyes as she tried to walk past me, but I stepped into her path. “I was using the bathroom, obviously.”

I arched a brow, glancing toward the restroom door she’d just come from. “That so?”

“Yes.”

She was lying, and whatever she’d been doing in there, she didn’t want me to know about it. I leaned in slightly, just enough to watch her throat bob as she swallowed. “Alone?”

“Do you want to check to see if there is anyone in there? Perhaps you would like me to give you the grand tour of the stalls.”

“Cute.” I brushed past her and pushed open the door to the girls’ bathroom. If she thought I’d be too embarrassed to check, she was sorely mistaken. All of the doors were unlockedand partially open. It appeared to be empty, yet my suspicion remained. I faced Kaylor again. “Who was in there with you?”

“No one. Despite popular belief, girls can go to the bathroom alone.”

“I don’t believe you,” I murmured.

“Well, I guess that’s too damn bad. Aren’t you supposed to be in class or something?”

“Changing the subject won’t deter me. I’ll find out, so you might as well save me the trouble and tell me.”

“Umm, let me think…” Her eyes flicked away, three slow heartbeats stretching between us. Then—“No,” she bit out.

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