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“He wanted to impress you on your first real date, so he asked a few questions about you beforehand.”

I poked my head out of the shower.

“Ew, what’s that smell?” RJ said. “Scratch that. Just push the curtain the rest of the way to the side so I can see where the dead skunk is, baby doll.”

“Don’t baby doll me! You told me Leo was my kiss thief and he’s not!”

“Of course he is.”

“I just hooked up with my kiss thief and it wasn’t him!”

“Then who was it?”

I screamed at the top of my lungs.

“Is she PMSing or something?” RJ asked Sophie.

Sophie slapped his arm. “RJ, why did you tell us that Leo was her kiss thief?”

“Because I literally saw him go into the women’s restroom after her at homecoming.”

Oh no. “And the kitchen,” I said.

“What?”

“You saw him pull me into the kitchen!”

RJ gave me a weird look. “Um...no?”

“What do you mean no?! The kiss thief struck twice at homecoming.”

“No one told me that,” RJ said.

I screamed at the top of my lungs again.

“Definitely PMSing,” RJ muttered.

“If I wasn’t naked I’d come out there and hit you,” I said.

He smiled. “I mean...you could still do that, baby doll.”

“Don’t you baby doll me! You’ve lost your baby doll privileges!”

“This isn’t my fault,” RJ said. “No one told me the kiss thief struck twice. How was I supposed to know? I thought the mission was over as soon as I caught Leo. I flat out asked him afterwards if he’d kissed you in the restroom, and he said yes. He confessed. There was no reason for me to keep the operation going.”

I groaned and turned the shower off. I pulled a towel around me and stepped out.

“I’m really sorry, Scarlett,” RJ said.

I wanted to focus all my fury on him. But him calling me Scarlett instead of baby doll just made me want to cry. I’d actually gotten used to the nickname after all. “It’s not your fault. I had this tiny suspicion that the person I kissed in the bathroom and the person I went to third with in the kitchen might be two different people. But I dismissed it because I thought I was just reading too much into it. And I thought it didn’t matter anyway. Because I was in love with Jacob.”

“Come give me a hug,” RJ said.

“Stop it, pervert,” Sophie said.

“I’m just trying to help.”

I picked up the sweater Mr. Halifax had given me. And I noticed Sophie staring at it. “How about you take the lost and found outfit and this.” I held it out to her.