The Collision
“What do you mean?”
Becca pointed at her phone screen. “Maya made a post now everyone is talking about you and Jace Carter.
But this time it looks way too real. You went on a date with him? A real one?”
I sat down slowly on my bed, my hands gripping the edge of the mattress. My heart was still racing from earlier. “It wasn’t a real date. It was… part of the arrangement.”
Becca crawled closer to the edge of her bed, leaning forward. “Arrangement? Girl, start talking. From the beginning. Because from what I’m seeing online, you two looked pretty cozy at the café.”