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down. Let’s go.”
    Tosh put a finger over her lips signaling for everyone to be quiet as she held her cell phone to her ear. “Michka, please tell the gate that Hazel and Ryen are spending the night and that Fredrick can go. We’ll be going to bed soon. Thank you. Good night to you, too.” 
    Tosh slid the phone into her back pocket, and then everyone started walking toward her closet. Kasey took my hand, which made my heart beat so hard that I thought it might pop. I didn’t question it or try to read too much into it. I just enjoyed the way it felt as I imagined it would never happen again.
    Tosh pushed a button on the remote she’d shown me earlier, making an entire rack of clothes split down the center, revealing the elevator’s shiny steel door behind it.
    “This is how the boys come and go without anyone seeing them,” Hazel said. “It’s supposed to set off an alarm when it’s in use, but Luke took care of that. He wired up the camera in Vita’s room, too.”
    “Yeah, Luke’s, like, our very own MacGyver,” Chase laughed.
    “What the fuck do you know about MacGyver?” Tosh asked, swatting at Chase.
    “Ummm…TV land,” Chase deadpanned. Tosh rolled her eyes and looked at me.
    “It’s not like we spy on her or anything. I just have to cover my ass—make sure she’s asleep before I leave. When my father is home, which is almost never, my parents sleep in a different wing of the house. She has a wing, he has a wing, and they have one together. Don’t ask me why. I have no idea. What I do know is that when he’s home, I don’t do shit. Nothing. He’d probably have me executed if he had any idea of the kinds of things I do.”
    “I heard that,” Luke mumbled, and then frenched her. I looked away—at Kasey. He smiled slightly, then his fingers moved, entwining with mine. He brushed his thumb slowly over the inside of my wrist, moving it back and forth, resuming the hard pounding in my chest.
    The elevator led to a garage filled with limousines that appeared to have never been on the road. “Those are my dad’s,” Tosh said. “I never touch his stuff. Like I said—executed.” She moved her finger rigidly across her throat and then laughed hard—probably at my shocked expression.
    “C’mon.” She pulled me away from Kasey, forcing our hands apart. “There’s a tunnel from the garage to the road behind my house. It was built for my dad, so he could come and go without anyone knowing, but since he’s never here...”
    Tosh took me around a corner in the garage where a small-stretch limo was waiting for us. A dark-haired lanky man in a black suit and hat stood holding the back door open.
    “Thank you Frederick,” Tosh sang sweetly, and brushed her fingers over his chest before getting in the car.
    “Why don’t you just give it to him already and get it over with,” Luke scoffed.
    “Like I’d need an invitation from you,” she grinned sinfully. “And if I feel like giving it to him, I will.” They stared fiercely at one another for a moment, giving me chills. I was afraid they were about to fistfight or something. Then Tosh pushed Luke backward on the seat and lay on top of him. They began making out in a way that made me think they were going to do it right there in front of us.
    “Ignore them,” Kasey whispered. “They’re always like that—have been since junior high. It’s their twisted way of spicing things up.”
    “Tosh and Luke have been together since junior high?”
    “Met on the first day of seventh grade, been together ever since.” I thought that was amazing. Most adults couldn’t make a marriage last seven years, much less a dating relationship.
    Tosh and Luke were making out and now so were Hazel and Chase. I wondered for a second if they had orgies and junk. That if I wasn’t about to be left for dead in a trunk, maybe I was going to be offered entry into some freak show sex thing. Like fight club, only X-rated.
    “We’re not promiscuous,” Kasey