POV’s Tate
Riley, Lena, and I had finally changed into our pajamas, rinsing off our makeup and lying in Riley’s king-sized bed together.
All I could think about was how much I wanted to tell them about these weird new feelings for Philip.
Except, I couldn’t.
It had been our main rule. No one knows. No exceptions.
Riley and Lena thought Philip and I were dating. It wouldn’t make sense for me to be sharing these new epiphanies with them.
And it sucked, not being able to ask for their advice. All I wanted to do was tell them about the intensity of the kiss and how it had thrown me off guard. About how we’d danced together like no one else was watching. The way he’d been staring at me outside.
All of these strange, new feelings were starting to brew within me, and it was becoming too m
