“Interesting. So...you’ll owe me one?”

“Sure. Whatever.” It was terrible to owe RJ favors, but what choice did I have?

He smiled. “Great. So we agree that you owe me a favor.”

“I already agreed.”

“Fantastic. What a deal. I was just pulling them back because I was going to offer to set them up for you. So you don’t have to sneak in. But now I get a favor too. This is a great day.”

I couldn’t believe I’d willingly just given him a favor. He was going to make me do something so weird with that. But I didn’t even care right now. “Thank you. You’ll get the cameras set up today?”

“Mhm. I’ll do it right now.”

“Thanks, RJ.” It was totally worth the favor now that I knew he was putting up the cameras too. I’d been really worried about having to sneak into the guy’s locker room.

“Scarlett,” Liam said. “If someone is threatening you...you know you can tell me, right?”

I nodded.

But he still looked concerned. “We’ll figure out who this asshole is, don’t worry.”

My kiss thief wasn’t an asshole. At least, I hoped he wasn’t. But...great. All that mattered was that we were about to unmask him. “Thanks, guys. I really appreciate your help with this.”

“We better hurry before the locker room gets too busy,” Liam said.

RJ nodded. “I’ll text you with the login later, baby doll.”

The two of them hurried off.

I breathed a sigh of relief. There was no way we wouldn’t catch the mascot red handed. And then I’d be able to skip the kissing booth... Shit. I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost time for Sophie’s date thing. I hurried back toward Mr. Halifax’s room so I wouldn’t miss it.

But I only made it a few steps before someone grabbed my wrist.

Before I could turn around, I was pulled backwards into a dark closet. The door slammed closed and the smell of cleaning supplies invaded my nose.

I spun around, but I couldn’t see anything.

His fingers tightened on my wrist.

I blinked fast, trying to get my eyes to adjust to the darkness. I knew it was my kiss thief that had pulled me in here. And I needed to see him. But before my eyes had any chance at adjusting, the guy stepped forward, making me step back until my back collided with one of the shelves.

My heart pounded against my ribcage. “Who are you?” I whispered.

Instead of responding, his lips slammed against mine. Like he was desperate for me.

I parted my lips and kissed him back. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t dreamt of him doing this again. After staying up late talking to him all night, I felt closer to him.