The bus ride home was going to be the end of me.
I knew it the second Maya slid into the seat beside me, backpack thumping against her knees, and took one look at my face before she'd even fully sat down.
"Okay," she said. "What happened."
"Nothing happened."
"Lila." She turned sideways in the seat, fully committed, ignoring the bus lurching into motion beneath us. "You have been staring out that window smiling at absolutely nothing for two straight minutes. I timed it."
"I wasn't smiling."
"You were smiling the way people smile when they're replaying something." She narrowed her eyes. "Portrait session. That's today, right? Kai's portraits?"
I felt the heat crawl up my neck before I could stop it, which was, of course, all the confirmation Maya needed. She grabbed my arm with both
