Page 140 of Resurgent

“Boring,” Ian teases.

Sasha taps her finger against her lips dramatically, then to my horror, her eyes flick to my phone.

“Who are you texting?”

I blink. “What?”

“You keep smiling at your phone.”

“I do not.”

“You do.”

“Not.”

“Either way, you picked truth. Now spill!”

My stomach flips. I thought I’d been inconspicuous. Messages between rounds. Pretending to check the weather for the week so we could plan a beach day.

But all the while, I’d been texting Orion—the name I’d given Hunter much to his annoyance.

He hated being named after a constellation, but thankfully, he liked being caught texting and sexting a recruit even more.

I pick up my phone. “It's nothing.”

Sasha gasps as Theo leans forward, showing interest in the game for the first time.

“Is it a guy?”

I take another sip of my margarita. Maybe the alcohol’s making me braver, or it’s making me dumber, but either way, I smile and tell the truth: “Yes.”

The table erupts.

“Oh. My. Gods!” Emily squeals.

Matt nearly chokes on his beer at my admission.

Sasha slapped both hands against the table. “I KNEW IT! Well, I thought it might be…someone else, but I KNEW you were talking to a guy!”

“You knew nothing.”

“I did! But I can’t believe you didn’t tell me! Who is he?”

I look down at my phone as it vibrates with a new message from Orion.

How’s game night, beautiful?

I smile before I can stop myself.

Sasha points. “THAT FACE!”

“You're ridiculous.”

Matt’s smile as he looks from my phone to meet my eyes is devilish. “Orion is it?”

Shooting him a glare, I turn to Emily and start the game back up.

By the time Mattey walks me back to my room, my head is pounding hard and heavy.