Page 31 of His Secret

I shrug. “Doesn’t matter. I’ll be with you.”

His smile stretches across his face and when I look at him, he turns away and pretends to care about a spill on the counter.

“Okay, well, I’ll be here to get you at two.”

“Are you leaving?” I ask.

He nods. “I’ll text you later.”

“Okay.”

I hate that I can’t hug him or kiss him goodbye. I want to walk him to the car and watch as he drives away, but even that would be too much. He’s just a guy from class according to everyone else, and we have been nearly inseparable all night.

“Be safe,” I say.

“Always.”

I grin and he walks away, and suddenly I don’t even want to party anymore. I would rather be with him.

I’m so screwed.

I wait the exact amount of time it should take for him to get home and then I text.

I miss you.

You’re drunk.

Yes, but I always miss you when I’m not with you.

I think maybe I went too far. We’re hardly official. We can’t be official when we’re a secret. I’m saying I miss him already? What’s wrong with me? Twenty minutes goes by and I’m already in my room, resigned to trying to sleep while the party still rages on.

I’m outside. Want to join me?

I grab a T-shirt and some pants and run out the door, down the stairs, and across the yard. I ignore the complaints of people I run into and search for his car.

Go right.

I turn and find his headlights pointing the opposite direction, his car double parked next to someone who’s at this party.

I run over and jump in. “Found you.”

He smiles. “You did. Let’s go, Mr. Incredible.”

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

ADRIAN

We getinto his dorm room undetected, and quickly change out of our costumes. Matías gets into a pair of lounge pants and a T-shirt, while I put on what I quickly grabbed from my room, which is a white T-shirt and black-and-white athletic pants.

I steal a mint from a tin he has on his nightstand so my breath doesn’t reek of alcohol, and we lie in his bed and turn the TV on.

“Ah. This is much better,” I say, wrapping my arms around him.

He chuckles. “I’m turning you into me, it seems.”

“Nah. I’ve just never known what it was like to be happy with someone. No wonder all my friends disappeared whenever they were dating someone. It’s a hell of a lot more fun to be with you than be with a hundred other people.”

He’s quiet for a while. “What will you tell them?”