Chapter 12

"Exactly who are you hoping to see tonight?" Her best friend asked.

Markie turned and looked at her to find her knowing, inquisitive gaze nearly smiling. "Huh?"

"Hmm, let's see. You're wearing eye shadow, which happens rarely, the earrings are even rarer. You've looked in the mirror at least ten times in the past five minutes. And don't even get me started on the fact you curled your hair. I didn't even know you owned a curling iron let alone knew how to style going out hair."

Her cheeks heated. She could lie to her friend about hoping she'd see Bryce at O'Malley's tonight, but she wasn't good at lying, and her bestie would see through anything she made up. They'd been friends for too many years for her to hide the truth.

After a few ticks of the clock, Amber filled the silence. "Fine. Keep your little secret for now. I'll figure it out."

"Can we just go?"

"Sure."

They loaded into Amber's car and headed to O'Malley's.