Cheat

I have a general rule when it comes to Sam – only in the confines of his room.

It seems stupid to insist on keeping our relationship strictly in the house he shares with my boyfriend, but it’s so much better that way for so many reasons. All hell stays in hell; traces of him can’t be found around my apartment, not so much as a sock, and no one will ever see us out in the world. Plus, half the fun is the danger of Reed hearing us.

But when the danger arrives, I wish I had never invited it. Sam decides to kiss me on the street corner on the way back from a late lunch, a teasing kiss, like he’s pushing all boundaries to prove that I’m his.

Just as I’m about to yell at him, I spot Claire on the opposite corner.