Eva drops the record she’s holding. “No.”
Juliette just stares at me. “What do you mean,it was Ty?”
“It was Ty,” I repeat, already regretting everything.
“That’s not how that sentence works,” Eva adds.
“Nothing happened,” I say again.
Lucy leans forward. “Vivian.”
I sigh. “Okay, something happened.”
“Thank you,” she says, like we’ve cleared the first hurdle.
“It was just a moment,” I try.
Lucy laughs. “You don’t have moments.”
“I have moments.”
“You have control,” she corrects. “So what happened?”
I look at my drink. Then at the table. Anywhere but at them. But, I’ve been holding this secret since last week. I can’t hold it any longer. Truthfully, I am dying to tell someone. And I’ve got a warm audience right here.
“He kissed me.”
There’s a half a second of silence before they all erupt.
“What?”
“When?”
“Where?”
“Was it good?”
I hold up a hand. “One at a time.”
“No,” Lucy says. “All at once. Start over.”
I exhale. “It was outside.”
“That is so romantic,” Juliette sighs.
“And then we ended up in an alley.”
Lucy clutches her chest. “Stop.”
Juliette’s eyes narrow slightly. “You ended up in an alley.”
“It sounds worse than it was.”
“It soundsbetterthan it was,” Eva counters.
“And there were two kisses,” I add, because apparently, I’ve lost control of this entire situation.
That does it. Lucy actually squeals, while Eva slaps a hand over her mouth. Juliette high-fives me.
