Secrets and Lies 2 by H.M. Ward Page B

public display and I don’t blink. We both stand there staring until I prattle, “I could use some scholastic frustration.”
    “I can’t believe you just said that.”
    “No really, I’ve never been that into sex, but watching Natasha makes me think I was doing it wrong.”
    We’re both staring at the couple like voyeurs. Without looking away, Carter says, “I’m thinking that part of your life should be your secret.”
    “Damn, look at them! It’s like I was doing it with a stack of pancakes. He was warm and yummy, but nothing like that.” My brows are lifted high on my face when Carter looks at me.
    “Okay, new rule—no more talk about your sex life.”
    “You just want pancakes.”
    Carter laughs, even though we’re both trying to be quiet. She’s really into it now and her dark hair is flying as she bucks against him, pushing off the wall as she does it. “Push the little button.”  
    “That’s what she said.”
    I elbow him and nearly drop Emily. “Carter! Do it! I don’t want to be here after they’re done.”
    He glances at the wall. “I already did.”
    “Well, push it again.” Emily’s head is hanging forward and I’m pretty sure she’s asleep. She inhales long slow breaths and her body is so heavy. “Damn girl, why are you so heavy? You’re a freakin’ toothpick!”
    “It’s because she passed out.” The elevator light claims it has arrived, but the doors don’t open. I keep glancing between the couple and the doors.  
    “Carter, I don’t want to be here when she’s done.”
    “Neither do I.” He presses the button again and again, but the doors don’t open. “Shit.”
    “This is going to be embarrassing,” I say, wishing I could hide behind Emily. She’d kill me, but if I have to, I’ll do it. It’s better for her anyway. Maybe the asswipe won’t try to drug her again.
    Carter frantically pushes the button and the doors start to slide open just as she hits her maximum pitch. Her legs come down from his hips and Natasha is breathing hard. She can’t see anything yet because her hair is over her face, but as soon as she flips it back, she’ll be looking straight at us. I’m pretty sure she has no clue we’re there.
    Natasha is purring something in the guy’s ear as she puts her feet on the floor. He steps away and she flips her hair back. When she glances up, those grey eyes flick across the space and land on us.
    The elevator doors are nearly all the way open, but not quite. They seem stuck at the width of two people. “I’m not getting caught. Stand next to me.” I push Emily in front of us and we back into the elevator.
    Natasha’s voice rings out, “What the fuck? You watched us?”
    I shake Emily’s head, as Carter and I hide behind her body while holding her upright. Carter elbows me, “Say something.”
    Reaching around, I take Emily’s hand and give Natasha a thumbs up. “Good job!”
    The doors slide shut and Carter and I start giggling like crazy people.

Chapter 3
    Safe in a cab, my phone starts ringing and just won’t stop. I look at the caller ID and see it’s Mom. Emily’s head is on my shoulder and she’s sandwiched between me and Carter. I don’t want to take the call right then, but she’s called at least a dozen times.
    Swiping the phone, I answer, “Hey Mom. What’s up?”
    Her voice is tight, higher than normal. “Kerry.”
    “Yup, is everything okay? I’m kind of in the middle of something.”
    Carter looks at me with one of his overly expressive gazes. “Actually, Emily is in the middle of something. You are a bookend. Ooh! Tell your mom we’re having a threesome and you need to call her back.” He laughs, but stops abruptly when I reach across Emily and slam my fist into his chest. It’s a weeny punch, but shuts him up.
    “What was that? You’re with someone?”
    “Mom, no, that’s not—”
    She ignores me, assuming that Carter is the someone. I guess she didn’t hear threesome . “Thank goodness, I was so