#Chapter 20: Bully

Aria “I still can’t believe it, Aria. Working for the man you impulsively kissed at the club…” Bella’s voice crackled through the FaceTime call as she put on her makeup. “It’s unreal!” I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly. I hadn’t told my friend everything, of course—how could I? She’d think that I had gone absolutely insane. So in her eyes, I was just working for Darren and nothing else. I had told her at least that much over our weekly brunch date. “I guess you have me to thank,” she mused, glancing at me through the screen. I rolled my eyes. “How did I know you were going to say that?” Bella grinned. “Has he mentioned the kiss at all? Shown any interest in, you know… Doing it again?” My cheeks heated. “Mentioned it? Yes,” I replied quietly, recalling the night our lips had touched all too well. It took a lot of effort not to reach up and brush my fingers against the little crescent-shaped mark on my collarbone, which was safely concealed