Andria's POV
I scanned the room. "All in favor of including the kissing booth as one of our fundraiser activities, raise your hands."
Macy and Jason raised their hands and then directed their gaze at me. I hesitated, then lifted mine too.
All eyes shifted to Allison.
For a long moment, she sat frozen, glaring at each of us as if sheer willpower could make us retract our decision.
But when it was clear she was outnumbered, she let out a low exhale through her nose. "I still won't give my vote, suit yourselves. But when this turns into a disaster, don't say I didn't warn you."
Mel's smile glimmered like victory. "It won't. You'll see."
"You are dismissed then," I said, waving my hands at her.
Jason leaned closer to me, voice dropping to a mischievous whisper. "You think she's secretly volunteering?"
"Jason," I warned.
He chuckled, raising his hands in mock surrender.
"All right," I said, drawing everyone's focus back. "Next proposal, please."
