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She recalled the way Rafe had been flipping through the pages of the book, sure he’d discovered so And how she’d watched as the slip of paper tues to the floor when the cop had interrupted them

It was a receipt A restaurant receipt fro it with her fingers, considering it And then she put it away again, realizing she had soo after school today

"So, are you planning to tellyour palm yesterday?" Violet stared up at Jay ide, overly innocent eyes as they h the hallways toward the cafeteria She batted her eyelashes and dropped her voice Jay didn’t mention how bloodshot her eyes were, or that there were deep bags beneath theh she was sure he’d noticed "C’mon, I won’t tell anyone your secretseven if they’re really, really bad," she proet you nowhere" But he leaned down, his breath tickling the side of her neck, and a rush of warmth flooded Violet’s stoh"

Violet reached for his hand, drawing hi and shoving of students, until they were tucked into a private pocket of space, just the two of theainst hi on her toes so her lips could reach his

She didn’t have to reach far; he was alreadyaround her waist They didn’t speak for several long seconds as Violet savored the feel of his lips against hers, soft and fa and hating the way her body reacted--almost instantaneously--to his She had very little control over herself when he touched her She felt like a puppet, at his co that no one could see thehtly, softly, sweetly "So, now are you gonna tellher hand beneath his T-shirt so she could feel the warmth of his bare stomach

One side of his lip twitched upward "There’s really nothing to tell, Vi I don’t have any deep dark secrets or anything What you see is what you get"

"How can you be so sure? What did she say exactly?" Violet’s fingers danced along his waistline, tracing a path to his back

Jay grinned down at her, reaching for her hand and leading her toward the lunchroo,’ over and over again If you ask me, she just noticed what everyone else already knows, that I’"

Violet stopped short as they reached their lunch table "You’ve got to be freaking kidding me," she muttered under her breath

Jay flashed Violet a puzzled look "I didn’t know you tere friends"

"We’re not" Violet glared at Chelsea, Jules, and Claire, wondering what it was they were up to

"Hey, guys," Chelsea chirped, entirely too cheerfully "You reht?"