Chapter 44

“Hey Marnye,” she says, her dark hair twisted up into a fancy knot on the back of her head, makeup dark but appropriate for the evening. She’s wearing a lavender dress that’s the perfect compliment to her amber eyes. “Zack, thanks for letting me stay in your room last night.” Zack nods, but nothing more passes between them, so I figure it was a pretty tame night. A coolness settles inside of me, and I realize that I was actually nervous, jealous maybe.

Over Zack? Seriously?

“Nice to see you, too, Lizzie,” Tristan quips, practically tossing the cards out. “Thanks for the greeting.”

“I was getting there,” she says, looking taken aback. There’s something more between them than a simple friendship and an amicable breakup. I’m pretty sure Tristan’s still into her. Lizzie steps back and hooks her arm through her friend’s. “This is Marcel Stone, my date for the evening.” She touches the back of his hand, but I notice Marcel is more interested in smirking at Tristan than p