He just looks at me pointedly. "You know, Skye, that might have worked with other guys you've dated but I've known you long enough to know there's always something going on inside your head. Spill."
Hmm, it would probably be easier to say what’s not going on inside my head, because right now my thoughts are zipping from one extreme to the other. We've got visions of a white picket fence and children playing in the front yard on one side. And on the other, the look of rage that will cross Bridge's face as soon as she finds out. Throw in the fact that I'm now a sex columnist with a sex life—which you think would be a good thing, but really it just makes everything I'll be writing more real somehow, less like pretend fiction and more like, oh god what does everyone think about me?—and you've got a small idea of the turmoil stirring my brain.
"I could always guess…" Ollie suggests.
"True," I comment lightly, "but what if you guess something that's not on my mind, and then you put it there, and it's all your fault when I fall into hysterics."
Ollie frowns. "Good point."
"Let's just lie here in peace while we still can, okay?"
But before Ollie can answer, a knock shatters the silence of the morning. Someone's at the door. Someone—
"Oh my god." I sit up, hugging the sheet to my chest, searching for something to throw over my shoulders.
Ollie watches me with a grin. "Here we go…"
But I'm ignoring him. I've already moved on to the rambling portion of the morning. "Oh my god, what if that's Bridge? What if she forgot her keys and needs me to open the door? What will she think about the roses, and oh crap, the candles everywhere? What are we going to tell her? Oh my god, she's going to freak out."
"She's going to freak out?" he mutters. And then he opens the drawer next to his bed, handing me a T-shirt. I shrug it on and stand. But then—
"I can't wear this," I shriek, ripping it off. "She'll know it's yours and then she'll ask why I'm wearing it and then she'll see the flowers and the candles. You, you have to go out and clean them up now. You put them there."
"I'm glad to see we're going to handle this like adults," he teases, pulling the shirt he gave me over his torso instead.
"You're right… you're right," I mutter. Breathe, just breathe. "If I'm not calm, she'll know something's up."
"Would that be the worst thing in the world? We can't exactly hide from my sister, your best friend, forever."
"Of course not, it's just, we don’t even know what we are yet. And as soon as we tell Bridge, she'll either want us to break up or get married, no in-betweens. We're not ready for that yet."
He clicks his tongue, thinking, and then gives in. "You're right," he says with a sigh. And then the knock sounds again, harder this time. He grabs me by the shoulders, staring at me, forcing me to calm down. "You, go put on some of your own clothes. I'll go clean the living room. And then I'll open the door. You stay in your room until you hear us talking and pretend to just be waking up. Deal?"
He holds out his hand and I shake it, already feeling better now that we have a plan. "Deal."
And then we split. I race to my room, trying to slow down the heart palpitations while I pull on sweatpants and a baggy T-shirt—nothing sexy or romantic in the slightest. And then I wait by my door, listening as the knock comes again. Ollie's feet shuffle over the wood floor, racing back and forth, until finally, I hear the door open.
I wait for Bridget's voice.
Only it never comes.
"Who the hell are you?" Ollie snaps.
My heart stops.
I rip open my bedroom door and jump into the living room, racing for the door. Only halfway there, I see who's waiting on the other side of the threshold. I halt dead in my tracks. Because I know who the hell it is. And really, it's the last person I ever expected to see.
"Hey, Skye," he says, shrugging with an awkward smile.
My mouth falls open, releasing one shocked word on its way down. "John?"
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Thank you for reading!
Don't miss Confessions of an Undercover Girlfriend! (Confessions #2)
So, I'm no longer a virgin sex columnist—thank you, Ollie—but if I thought that was going to make my life easier, boy was I wrong! John is back in town determined to win my forgiveness. Blythe is more ready than ever to take me down. Bridget is totally onto the new twinkle in my eye. And, well, Ollie is just as distractingly delicious as usual.
So, naturally, I have a few more confessions to make.
Confession #1: I came up with what I thought would be the perfect plan to keep my relationship with Ollie a secret—pretend to get back together with John!
Confession #2: It backfired. A lot.
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