I saw Hanna’s eyebrows shoot up. Way up.
Caleb’s hand began inching its way higher.
I abruptly stood up. “Bathroom!” I announced, and took off toward the women’s restroom.
Once there, I stood in front of the sink, staring at myself. The door opened and I looked over to see Hanna walk in.
“Okay, what the hell is going on, Erin? Who is that guy?” she asked, her arms crossed over her chest.
I bit my lip, trying to come up with something to say. I couldn’t. In the end, I blurted out, “I’ve had s*x with him!”
Hanna’s face lit up. “I knew it! Is he the reason you kept ditching us? Because if he is, I must say, great job. He’s so hot.”
“Okay,” I decided, “I want to tell you everything, but we have to ditch Sascha and Greer first.”
Hanna grinned widely at me and, in a matter-of-fact voice,
