ALLISON’S POV
Black looks colder than the last time I saw him, and my heart immediately starts acting stupid. I pass him the fake ID Jessy made, then shove my hands into my lap before he can notice how badly they’re shaking. I keep a small smile on my face, even though I’m pretty sure I look like I’m about to pass out.
Please don’t look too closely. Please don’t look too closely.
He raises his eyes to me, staring for a few seconds that feel way too long and my chest tightens. Then his gaze drops to the card. He flips it over, scanning the back, his face giving absolutely nothing away.
Please don’t figure out it’s fake. I pray in my mind, my fingers digging into my clothes as my breathing goes all over the place.
Then he looks up at me again.
“So…” His eyes stay on my face. “You’re re
