~ALLISON POV~
I bit down hard on my lower lip, willing my racing thoughts to settle. I needed to pick the right words, something believable. Once again, I chose to lie.
“I was at the garage,” I said finally, watching Cara’s eyebrows shoot up in confusion.
“The garage?” she repeated skeptically.
“Ash needed help with his bike, so I lent a hand,” I added quickly, trying to sound casual.
It wasn’t entirely a lie—more like a carefully constructed half-truth. But the real story? I’d been making out with her cousin, pinned against the wall of the garage, and then caught red-handed by his mother.
I couldn’t wait to leave.
Thank God summer was almost over. As much as I hated going home and dealing with my mother, staying here had become unbearable. Things with Ash were spinning
