ALLISON'S POV
The door flies open and I shove Justin hard enough that he stumbles backward and lands on the bed with a startled curse. My heart is in my throat as I whip around, ready to die on the spot, and then—
It’s just Zach.
Relief hits me so fast my knees almost give out.
“f*****g hell,” Justin groans.
Zach’s gaze flickers between the two of us: Justin sprawled on the bed, me standing there flushed and breathing too fast and then his lips curve into a smile that makes my cheeks burn instantly. I don’t even wait to see if he’s going to say something.
I bolt.
I push past Zach and practically sprint down the hall, my pulse going insane, and my thoughts tripping over each other. By the time I reach the stairs, my legs already feel weak, and I take them too quickly, nearly missing
