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I pop the piece in my mouth, suck the remnants from my fingers. It could be sexual, but with her here, it's just not. "Thinking."
"I figured."
"I don't blame you for looking," she says. "But I wouldn't blame Imogen for feeling betrayed either."
Yeah.
"And the longer you go without telling her, the worse it will be."
"I stopped reading."
"For how long?"
Am I that obvious?
"How would you feel?" Luna asks. "If it was your diary?"
"I don't keep a diary."
"Private sketches then."
There are sketches I don't share, but they're strange and abstract. No one can find the secrets in them. "I'd understand the curiosity."
"What if there was something that really was yours?"
"Like what?"
"A drawing of someone tied to your bed."
"Where do you get this?"
"Inked Hearts." Our parent shop. The guys who run Inked Hearts expanded by opening Inked Love. That's all way above my paygrade, but we see them often enough. "Rumors about one of the couples there."
"No way."
"Way. You know the tall brooding guy with the cute blonde?"
"The one brooding tattoo artist?"
She laughs. "Brendon. And the girl… she wears blue glasses."
That's vaguely familiar.
"That's where I hear, anyway. That Kaylee peeked in his sketchbook and found all these dirty drawings of her."
"Are you making this up?" I ask.
"Does it matter? It's an illustration of my point."
"They've been together a long time." I think. "If it is true, the evidence speaks for itself."
"But how would you feel?" she asks. "If that was the situation?"
"Relieved. To not have to keep a secret anymore."
"Maybe that's an answer," she says. "Maybe you need to let go of this secret and tell her."
That's a good argument.
