“Well, that was interesting,” Aida said. “I swear, I didn’t know what she was up to.” “Whatever. Just get in.” “Hold on.” She came closer and sucked on the end of her thumb, then swiped it across my cheek. “She got lipstick on you.” My back stiffened. I didn’t particularly want her touching me. She wiped my cheek again and shifted closer, right as Audrey pulled into her driveway. Shit. Shit, shit, shit.
