“So, tell me how your week went,” Briar asks as she goes for a spring roll. “I’ve missed my nightly updates.” It’s true, because Briar has been going out at night, and I don’t think it’s clubbing or bar hopping. She’s up to something.

“Speaking of, where have you been in the evenings?”

“There are some things you shouldn't know about, Jasmine.”

“Oh, now I really need to know,” I say, and she chews on her bottom lip for a second. “Seriously?” Briar knows I’m not going to judge whatever it is she’s up to.

“Maybe I was doing some light stalking.”

“Light stalking?” I say a silent prayer that...