Taylor closed her book, smiling for the first time that night; a satisfied smirk. "I'm, like, gonna ace this," she mumbled to herself.

"Here's hoping," I replied. "So, are we going to address today?"

"Huh?"

"What you said to me in the hallway. Your not-jealousy over Morgan and me."

Her expression soured. "Boy, you can't just, like, let that go, huh? She must mean a lot to you. When were you going to tell me you went on a date with her of all people?"

"I..." I sighed. "I probably should have told you when it first happened, but even by then you forbade us from talking. We met outside...