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“What the hell was that about?”

“What was what about?”

She crossed her arms.

“Girl, I am not blind.”

I looked into her eyes.

“You crushing on Sebastian?”

My cheeks flame.

“Umm….” I trail off.

She grins at me. “Girl, you need to tell me everything. Did something happen last year or something?”

I didn’t know how to answer that.

I read the waiver this year.

I read it two times.

Full-contact carnival experience.

That’s what I stared at. How I missed that last year, was beyond me.

Physical contact allowed.

Chases allowed.

Separation of groups.

Close-contact scares.

No unmasking actors.

Well, shit.

SIXTEEN

7:02 P.M.

One hour.

I’d managed to waste fifty-nine minutes.

Which sounded ridiculous.

“Food?” I asked Willow and our group that appeared in the last year. No sign of Justin, which pleased me more than I realized.

Yes, we were standing in line for the Ferris wheel, but my nerves were jumbled and I needed something else to do.

Charlie looked at me. “We just ate….”

“That was an hour ago.”

“Umm…..” he trailed off.