CHAPTER 20

Sam and I take an opportunity to run for the ladies' room. She's retouching her makeup when I get out of the toilet stall and start washing my hands.

She grins at me by the mirror at our front and says, "Spill it."

"Spill what?" I ask, bemused.

"Oh please, Kira Jones," she frantically cries. "Tell me about Mr. Loaded."

"What?" I chuckle at the name.

"I saw how you two flashed together like a match made in heaven," Sam says while applying her cherry lipstick, looking fresh already.

"We were just talking."

"Oh, yeah? Talk about what?" She nudges me.

I don't think she'll let it slide so easily, hence I decide to shut her up. "Nothing much, just the basics," I speak truthfully. "What about you? How is it going with Liam?"

Sam tenses up, and maybe I shouldn't have asked this. It's obvi