ALLISON’S POV
“Don’t make a sound,” I hiss at Jessy as he tiptoes into my room. I shut the door behind him, careful not to make a noise that would wake Katy.
“Alls, what kind of bedsheet is this?” he asks, and I slam my hand over his mouth. His eyes go wide, and he yanks my hand away, frowning. “What?!” he hisses back, clearly not expecting the assault.
“Your voice is loud,” I whisper, pointing at the wall. “Katy’s sleeping and you might wake her up.”
He rolls his eyes and flops onto my bed. “Come on, she just got back from Chicago. That nap is probably more important to her than hearing me talk.”
Fair point, but I’m not taking chances. Not after she already grilled me for staying out late and practically forced me to make up Sunjit. I nearly lost it when I blurted that out, thinking
