Jennifer's curfew was midnight – like Cinderella, she often joked – and, that night, she didn't have the courage to break it. She feared Lucas might come to The Cobra, and force her in a gentlemanly way to leave, just to prove a point… he could be obstinate like that. She knew him only too well to believe, even for one second, he wouldn't dare if he so fancied.
“It was fun,” Heather drawled drowsily just as they parted.
And it had been indeed. Admittedly, it would have been better if thoughts of her deviously handsome stepbrother hadn't plagued her mind. Still, she had enjoyed herself greatly. And Jeremy, sweet little Jeremy, had verbally confessed to her upon dropping her off home.
Not knowing what to do, she had smiled and gotten on her tiptoes to kiss him. He didn't comment on her no
