4
Caught in the act. My mind raced as I tried to think of any way to explain why I’d be searching through my brother’s private storage area. I’d brought nothing but clothes and books when I moved from California, so it’s not like I could pretend to be looking for anything of my own. Not a lot of need for flip-flops in February here. Old family photos?
Element thirteen was aluminum. Like me. Element fourteen was silicon. Good thing I wasn’t born a day late.
Dusting off my hands, I stood and moved away from the boxes. “I was just looking for a Halloween costume.”
“Uh-huh. In February?”
“Well, not Halloween obviously. I’m…pledging a sorority.”
“Right. And you’re dressing as Sherlock Holmes for Rush Week?”
For a long moment, I stood under the intensity of his gaze, trying not to squirm.
