“Her hair is strawberry-blonde. But it’s because she blushes like—” Riley slaps her hand over my mouth, and Jace’s eyebrows shoot up. I do the only mature thing and lick her palm, grinning like an idiot when she pulls her hand away. “You just licked me!” I lean down so I’m level with her ear. I know Jace can hear me, but I don’t care. “That was just a taste test.”
