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wondered if my birthmother noticed
it when, or if, she ever held me. I reached behind, pulling the
top’s strap to try and cover it. “It’s in one of those awkward
spots. I can’t really see it.” I stared at my strange, but pretty,
reflection in the mirror.
    “ You look great.” Grace beamed from behind me in the mirror’s
reflection.
    I’d personally
never bought something in this style, but Grace had taste. The
outfit made my long skinny arms and legs look muscular and sexy.
Turning sideways, I checked to see how the pants fit my butt. I
actually had one in them. “I owe you big time.”
    I searched the
mirror for her face. Focussing past her, my breath caught as I
noticed Michael behind her, leaning against the closet doorframe.
He’d slipped quietly into the room unnoticed. He stared at me in
the mirror, his eyes bright, but his expression closed off when his
gaze met mine.
    He cleared his
throat. “You, uh, you’re…pretty.”
    “ Oh no you don’t!” Grace shouted at him, waving her hands
wildly in his direction. “She’s coming out with me tonight. If you want to hang out
with Rouge, you ask her out when she’s available. After tonight, I
don’t think that’s going to be for a very long time. You might as
well get in line!”
    Michael
frowned, deep lines etched in his forehead. They quickly
disappeared when he smirked. “No probs. Caleb asked me to drop you
two off and pick you up.”
    Why? The strange, secretive look
that passed between them kept me silent.
    Grace leaned
forward and pulled the price tags off of my clothes. “Caleb just
worries.” She turned to Michael. “If you’re driving, you aren’t
planning on staying, are you?”
    “ Not really.” His eyes flitted back and forth as he looked at
Grace. “Just let me know should you need me.”
    Was I somehow
missing part of the conversation?
    “ Fine, then.” Grace cleared her throat. “Shall we
go?”
    Outside, we
walked single file toward the parked cars. Grace climbed into the
back of a Mustang and pulled the seat back so I had no choice but
to sit in the front.
    I scowled at
her. I was nervous and had no skills around guys. I’d be better
hiding out in the back, listening and pretending to participate in
the conversation.
    Michael must
have caught my expression because he chuckled as he got into the
driver’s seat. Nervous, I plopped down in the seat beside him and
fumbled with the seat belt. He reached over and took it from me to
click it in. I let out a small gasp as our hands touched. His hand
went from ice cold to searing hot.
    A current of
hot and cold seared up my arm, all the way to my shoulder. My free
hand instinctly went to my shoulder. I rubbed it. The weirdest hot
and cold sensations assaulted my palm.
    Grace
chattered the entire ride out to the park. I kept trying to listen,
but Michael’s close proximity made it impossible to
concentrate.
    “ Rouge?” Grace tapped my shoulder, making me jump. “Are you
going to get out or just stay in the car?”
    I glanced out
the window. We’d parked along a line of trees with a sandy beach
off to the right. “Sorry.” I fumbled with the catch in my seat
belt, trying to get out as fast as I could, heat burning my face
and neck.
    Michael got
out and held his seat back forward so Grace could crawl out, their
heads bent close, talking quietly. His face was etched with
concern, but I couldn’t miss Grace mutter, “I can take care of
myself -- and Rouge.”
    Michael set
his lips in a thin line. “Fine. Have fun.” He jumped into the
Mustang and sped away.
    “ Everything all right?” Too bad they fought. I wouldn’t have
minded trying to talk to him, or simply having him near would’ve
been fine with me.
    “ We’re good.” Grace pulled on my jacket and pointed toward the
noise on the beach. “Michael’s a little, um, overprotective.
Caleb’s made him that way. Michael worries way too much about me,
and it’s obvious he doesn’t want you to get hurt either. He