I Confessed To The Wrong Twin
"You're Reid. Jami talks about you non-stop. But wow... you look totally different than I pictured. You don't really give off the vibe of a guy who spends weekends buried in textbooks like she has been singing."
"People are full of surprises," I say, holding her gaze with a flat mask of pure boredom.
The waiter arrives, setting down our drinks. The second he walks away, Vanessa casually slides her sleek phone across the table, stopping it right against my glass.
"We should definitely swap numbers," Vanessa purrs, tilting her head. "You know, just in case Jami gets locked in her room again and needs me to pass a message."
Jami frowns, looking uncomfortable. "Vanessa, he doesn't need your numb