Jamie couldn’t move. He he couldn’t breathe. It was like the words he had heard with his ears were restricting his airflow in his chest.
Luca’s words hit harder than a slap. Not loud, not even cruel and bossy like he usually sounded, but quiet, sharp, right to the f*****g bone.
“You looked good last night, Jamie.” Jamie played the words over and over in his head. It was just a few seconds he had been standing there, mouth agape, but it felt like literally minutes.
How?
How did he know?
Jamie opened his mouth. Nothing came out. His pulse was a steady roar in his ears. Sweat gathered at the back of his neck.
“Don’t lie to me.”
Luca’s voice dipped lower. “You wore the same mask you wore to last month’s holiday party. The one with the small silver thread on the side. The same curls. S
