Page 218 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
She made a rude gesture with her hand as she pressed her tongue against the inside of her cheek.
I hit her arm. “No, I’m not blowing the whole football team!”
A guy walked by where we were hiding and raised his eyebrows.
Keep walking!I glared at him.
“We’re in the middle of a private conversation,” Sophie said and shooed him away.
He shook his head and kept going.
Sophie turned back to me. “Maybehewas your kiss thief. He was certainly tall. And I bet he has a six-pack. You should go chase him down and plop one on him real quick.”
I groaned.
“I’m kidding. But if you really don’t want to go through with Operation Kissing Booth...”
“I do not.”
“Then we need to start narrowing down the list of potential kiss thieves.”
I hated that thief was now plural.
“We just have to get our hands on a list of everyone on the football team. And their heights. And their phone numbers.”
I nodded. “Right. Do you think the yearbook committee has it?”
“Psh. Who cares? We have inside access. We’ll just talk to the waterboy.”
“We can’t ask Mr. Nigel for the roster. He’s terrible at keeping secretses. His words. Not mine.”
Sophie laughed. “Fair. We’ll just ask Uncle Matt then.”
I bit my lip. It wasn’t a terrible idea. Uncle Matt was the coach of the Empire High football team. But... “Won’t he ask why we need it?”
Sophie shrugged. “We’ll lie.” She said it so casually. As if nothing could possibly go wrong.
And I needed a break. I was too exhausted to go over every scenario that could go wrong when my brain was already filled with so many questions. So I just decided to believe her. I took a deep breath. “How do I face Axel and Jacob when I have no idea who kissed me? Especially because it doesn’t seem like it was one of them. I know both their phone numbers. And the kiss thief texted me from an unknown number.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that. One of them might have a burner phone.”
I’d really only heard about burner phones in movies. “Who on earth has a burner phone?”
Sophie laughed. “Um...I have like five.”
“What? Why?”
“For odds and ends. RJ got me hooked on them. He uses them for almost everything. It’s way more secure.”
First the blueprints and now burner phones? It was like I didn’t know my little cousin at all.
“Do you think that RJ can trace the number?” I asked.
“Not if it’s a burner. But he can certainly try.”
“Great.” At least I had a plan now. Get the roster from Uncle Matt. And if I was lucky, I wouldn’t have to use it. Because maybe RJ could just end the whole mystery really quickly. “In the meantime, what do I do about Axel and Jacob?”
“For now, just pretend nothing happened.”
