Chapter 50: Spill the Tea

Carissa sat on the far end of the couch and kept her gaze glued to the television. She wasn't much of a sports fan, but she pretended to be fully engaged in the game on the screen in front of her, for no other reason than she couldn't find the courage to look at Tiffany, who'd been giving Carissa knowing looks since finding her in the hall with an almost-naked Bradley.

And Carissa definitely couldn't look at Bradley. Not after she'd practically yelled at him and then kissed him. He must think I'm crazy. But more than the embarrassment of her behavior earlier, she couldn't get the image of him shirtless and damp from her mind. Bradley was insanely hot with clothes on. With nothing but a towel, he was downright drool-worthy.