CHAPTER 66: MAGGIE (cont)

“Risky,” I muttered.

“And being seen in a car with you isn’t?” he shot back, amused.

I produced my glasses from under my jacket and slipped them on. “See? I’m in disguise.”

“You still look like you.” He grinned as he pulled out. “We’re not passing campus, anyway. It’s still early, so I doubt many people will be about.”

“You say that. If I was Pinocchio, my nose would be about ten foot long I’ve told so many lies this morning.”

“Who to?” He glanced at me.

“Carl and Mark, then Kayle,” I grumbled. “Carl and Mark think I’d slipped in to grab a book from Jack’s room, and Kayle thinks I was with a guy all night.”

“Which is right. But she doesn’t know?”

“No. She doesn’t know. I slammed my door in her face.”

“She won’t let that go.”

“I know. But I have time to make a decent excuse as to why I can’t tell her who I was with.”

He sighed. “You know she’s gonna tell Leila and Sandra, and they’ll be on your case, right?”

I tucked my hair behind my ear and chewed on my thumbnail. “I know,” I mumbled