Harper kept thinking about what just happened. Of course, it was no biggie, but it actually got her curious. The way he was staring and all? It was weird. But what actually made her comfortable a bit was that his quietness wasn't related to her lies.
She didn't know what would happen if he found out. But she had to. And one thing she knew for sure was that her silly blackmail wasn't something minor.
No.
It was something serious. And the thought of that just made her realize she had absentmindedly dragged herself into the one thing she had to stay away from... the one thing she was warned to stay away from...
Trouble.
"Heya!" A familiar sultry voice brought Harper back to reality, and when she looked up, she froze on the spot.
It was Hazel Freeman. And she looked perfect, as usual. She wore a sea-blue ruched bodycon dress, her brown hair styled in ringlet curls, and her simple makeup illuminating her beauty.
