Tease (Cloverleigh Farms, #8)

by Melanie Harlow

I unfolded the page and laughed when I saw a message written out in pigpen cipher text. “You wrote me a note I have to decode?” “You remember how?” “I think so.” It took me a minute to recall the grid symbolizing the pigpen’s geometric substitution of the alphabet. But a few minutes later, I had it. “I have been and always shall be your friend,” I read out loud, my throat constricting as I reached the last word. “It’s from Star Trek.” “I know,” I said, slightly insulted. But I was really touched. “Thank you. That means a lot.” I blinked away tears once more. “You okay?” “Yeah. I think—I think graduation is messing with me. And maybe the fact that we’re going separate ways in the fall.