Elena
"Okay...I can't avoid this anymore." Rachel holds her hand up. "What happened between you and Mike?"
I stare at her from my bed, knowing that it looks bad. I can't hide the smile on my face nor the fact that I'm wearing his shirt over a pair of pajama shorts. I use a hand and pretend to lock my mouth with a key then throw it away.
She plops down on the air mattress. "Not fair, Elena! You must tell me. When Paul dropped me off, I saw Mike leave here shirtless and with a huge smile on his face." Rachel pauses to draw in air. "Did you two..."
My face burns. "No!" I squeal.
She laughs. "Then tell me what happened; otherwise, I'll just assume that you two did it." Her brows flirt up and down.
"Ugh, fine... We made out. That's all!"
"Uh, huh." Rachel eyes me. "I am glad that you tw
