Chapter 15

• Gina’s POV
• After dancing for hours in the sitting room, we went upstairs to my room and started a game of truth or dare. Michelle was sprawled across the bed, her legs dangling off the side, a devious grin tugging at her lips.
• Tessa was curled up on a beanbag, hiding her face behind a pillow, and Evelyn; of course, sat cross-legged on the floor, brushing out her already-perfect curls while trying to angle her ear toward any sound from down the hallway. Probably hoping to catch a whisper of him.