Harley POV
Fuck, f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k.
Was I really just about to kiss Dash? Did Seth really just walk in on us? Am I really so, ridiculously, head-over-heels, heart-poundingly, devastatingly—
“No,” Dash says from behind me to Seth, who just voiced his "concern" that he was interrupting. “It was nothing.”
Dash's words sting, but I can’t exactly blame him. With how quickly I whirled away from him, if he didn’t already know I’m hooking up with my teacher, he does now.
“Payton is missing,” I tell Seth. My voice is shaky. I’m scared, I realize. Not the tingling, excited, nervous kind of scared I was when I was with Dash, but the good-old-fashioned kind of scared that I usually am with men—the kind I always was with Josh. “We were just… trying to figure out how to find her.”
“Right.” Se
