I glanced again. “Nope, nothing yet...” My voice trailed off when I got a text. But it wasn’t from RJ. It was from my kiss thief.

I read it silently to myself. “I hope you enjoyed me stealing another first.”

I felt my cheeks flush. I was pretty sure he’d been able to tell how much I enjoyed that.

“Ah! Do you have access to the cameras? Tell me everything! Is Pavel there? How big is he really? Mr. Halifax walked in too soon so I didn’t have a chance to see.”

I laughed. “No, it wasn’t RJ. The kiss thief texted me. He said he hoped I enjoyed him stealing another first.”

“What first?”

“He...you know.” I put my hand on my chest.

“Ooooh second base. I love that for you. Over or under the shirt?”

“Over.”

“Text him back something saucy. Oh! Say: How do you know that was another first?”

Sophie’s good mood was contagious. And it was nice to have her here to help. She was the queen of flirting. And I didn’t want to accidentally start asking my kiss thief about stuffed animals again. I typed what she said and hit send.

His reply came back right away. “I’m guessing Sophie’s telling you what to text again? Because we both know you saved that first for me.”

I smiled. He knew me too well. I read his response to Sophie and she laughed.

“This guy is onto us,” she said. “Seriously...who do you think it is?”

“Jacob.” I hoped. “He knows we hang out together after school every day. It must be him.”

“Everyone knows we hang out after school. Oh my God.”

“What?”

Sophie made a face as she made a turn toward her apartment.

“What?” I asked again.

“We didn’t really consider that it might be someone who’s messing with you.”

“He’s not messing with me. He clearly likes me. The way he kisses me...”

“Scar, you’re hot. Anyone would be into the kiss. But we need to think bigger here. RJ and Liam jumped to the conclusion that you were being blackmailed. Maybe they have a point.”

I shook my head. “They only thought that because I said I needed the info by Saturday.”

“I know, it’s not about that. I just mean we need to consider the fact that something sinister might be afoot. We have enemies.”

“Are you talking about the Triple Gs?”

“Bingo. What if Gigi hired someone to be your kiss thief? All he has to do is make out with you. But she’s the one texting you, messing with your head. Trying to get inside information from you to leak to the whole school. Good Lord, what if I’m right?”