Page 325 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
“Did he just smile at you?” Sophie asked. “Heneversmiles at me.”
“Because he’s always intensely staring at you,” I said.
“Really?” She looked so excited about that.
“Yes.” It was the truth.
Sophie sighed and put her chin in her hand. “I hate that he’s playing games with me like this. I can’t even.” She looked at me. “Sorry I didn’t wait for you at our lockers. But I didn’t want to be late. Tell me your thing though before the bell rings.”
“What thing?”
“Scarlett, I’ve been dying waiting for you to text me since you called last night letting me know Jacob asked you out.”
“I already told you everything.”
“What are you talking about? I’m talking about the important thing.”
“What important thing?” I asked, even though I already knew. I was stalling. I wasn’t good at lying.
“Are you kidding me right now? Did you kiss him? Is he your kiss thief or not? Because I really want to clear everyone else’s names.”
I knew she was probably specifically talking about Mr. Halifax. But I couldn’t clear his name. The thought made my stomach roll again. “Jacob’s not my kiss thief,” I mumbled. I hated saying the words out loud.
“What did you say?” Sophie leaned in a little closer. “I couldn’t hear you.”
“Jacob’s not my kiss thief,” I said more clearly.
This time she definitely heard because a frown crossed her face. “No?”
“No.”
“Are you sure?”
The bell rang, saving me.
“Are you sure?” she asked again. “Like...did you really plop one on him?”
“Yes, I’m sure.”
“Maybe if you try again...”
“We’ve kissed a bunch, Soph.”
She smiled. “Oh my. So you don’t care that he’s not your kiss thief?”
I shook my head. I hadn’t responded to my kiss thief’s text last night. I had no idea what to say to him when he was kind of right. I did dream of him every night. And my relationship hadn’t lasted long. Probably an hour max. And I hated that my kiss thief was right about all of it.
“And you’re suuuuure it’s not Jacob?”
“Miss Hunter and Miss Hunter,” Mr. Halifax said. “Are you both planning on talking during my whole class?”
I was surprised he never gave us detention. We almost always started his class by getting in trouble.
“Are you running detention today?” Sophie asked, like she always did. She leaned forward and bit her lip as she gave him sex eyes.
Good Lord, Soph!
“Actually, yes I am,” Mr. Halifax said.
