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I bring my hand to my chest, my heart beating even faster now. “Shit, Felicity. You scared me.”

“Do you like being scared?” Her voice has that same sultry tone it had at the dance, and she runs a finger down my arm that causes goosebumps to pop up again.

“Um…” Speak, Marjorie, speak. “Only when I’m watching scary movies.”

Felicity’s finger continues down my arm until her hand reaches mine, and she intertwines our fingers together. “You’re braver than me. I hate scary movies.”

I nod my head and gulp. What the hell is happening? “Noted.”

“You know what I don’t hate?”

“What?”

“Chemistry class.” Felicity blinks at me through the long lashes I’ve spent hours studying during class. She squeezes my hand. “Do you feel it?”

“Feel what?” I swallow hard.

“Chemistry isn’t just a class we have together.”

“Have… have you been drinking?” It’s not the smoothest response, but it’s a logical question.

Felicity shakes her head, not offering any other explanation.

“But… you have a boyfriend.”

Felicity looks toward the ground. “I don’t actually. He broke up with me over a year ago. I’ve just been too embarrassed to admit it to anyone.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

Now, Felicity looks up at me and smiles. “Don’t be. It helped me to figure out a lot about myself. He was right to dump me. I didn’t have the sort of feelings for him that I have toward other people.”

“You mean… you’re…” I can’t get the words out, but the way Felicity nods tells me she understands what I’m asking.

“You can’t tell anyone though. I’m not ready for people to know.”

“Of course. I wouldn’t ever do that.” I squeeze her hand to reassure her that what I’m saying is true.

We both jump at the sound of the party getting louder downstairs. Felicity drops my hand as if just remembering where we are. “Can we talk about this tomorrow maybe? At your place? Will your brother be home?”

Why does it matter if Marcus is home? “Yeah. Of course. I’m guessing he’ll be there. Probably working off a killer hangover. Why?”

Felicity cringes. “I…” She hesitates for a moment then blows out a long breath. “I just think he might be catching on to the fact that… I… I like you. So, can you please tell him we’re doing something for chemistry?”

“You like me?” This has to be a dream.

Felicity giggles, not addressing what I just asked. “You didn’t answer my question.”

“Your secret is safe with me.”

A relaxed smile surfaces on Felicity’s face. “Perfect. Don’t have too much fun tonight.” Felicity winks at me then floats out of the room as if she was never even there.

I wait a minute, mostly because I’m still trying to figure out what just happened. When I get to the bottom of the states, I run right into Lydia.

She looks me up and down, eyebrows furrowed as if she’s trying to figure something out. “Were you upstairs with Felicity Jax?”

“Felicity was upstairs?” I hope the crack in my voice doesn’t give me away.

“You’re a terrible liar.”