Book Two in a chilling three-part miniseries!
Passion might lead to true love . . . or pure terror.
Jessica Wakefield and Jonathan Cain have shared the kiss of a lifetime. Jessica should be wildly happy, but Jonathan keeps pushing her away. What is he hiding behind his dark and dangerous eyes? Jessica's sure she'll discover all of Jonathan's secrets at the party in his mansion. Will it be the most wonderful night of her life--or the most tragic?
Elizabeth Wakefield is being torn in two! Her summer fling, Joey Mason, has moved to California, and her wants her back. Elizabeth can't deny her attraction to Joey, but she's still in love with longtime boyfriend Todd Wilkins. How can she choose between them?
"A curfew! I can't believe it!" Amy exclaimed in indignation as they walked out of the auditorium. "The only time Katrina is in town, Chrome Dome declares us prisoners in our own homes."
"You'd think we were living through a plague in the middle ages," Lila muttered in disgust.
"It is like a quarantine," Katrina agreed.
"This is absolutely ridiculous!" Jessica put in. "There is no way I'm going to pay attention to that curfew. Especially not now that Jonathan and I are a couple."
Lila gave Amy a sidelong glance, and they both giggled.
"Well, see you later, Jess," Lila said as they turned the corner.
"We've got study hall."
Jessica crossed her arms over her chest. "Do you mind telling me what's going on?" she asked, her eyes glinting angrily.
Lila looked at Amy with questioning eyes. Amy raised her shoulders indecisively.
"I demand that you tell me what this is about," Jessica insisted.
"OK," Amy said with a sigh. "But you're not going to like it."
"I'm sure I can handle it," Jessica said, tapping a foot impatiently.
"Well, Amy and I ran into Enid at the mall on Sunday," Lila began.
"Enid was trying on a black tube dress at Bibi's," Amy put in.
"Pouring on a tube dress is more like it," Lila said with a smirk.
Jessica stamped her foot impatiently. "Would you get to the point?" she asked.
"Well let's just say that Enid was looking a little lovesick," Lila said.
Jessica rolled her eyes. "So tell me something I don't know," she said sarcastically. "The drip has a crush on Jonathan.
"Amy laughed. "And it looks like Jonathan has a crush on the drip."
Jessica narrowed her eyes. "What are you talking about?"
"Enid had a hickey on her neck," Lila explained. "From Jonathan."
Jessica gasped. "What?" she exclaimed. She pictured Jonathan kissing Enid the way he had kissed her, and she felt sick. She imagined him touching her chalky cheeks and kissing her messy red lips. She saw him pushing back her tar black hair and sucking at her neck. Jessica felt dizzy all of a sudden. The image of Jonathan and Enid together was revolting. No, it was more than revolting. It was grotesque. It wasn't possible. Jessica shook her head. "I don't believe it."
Amy shrugged. "Go check it out for yourself."
"See you later," Lila said, waving as they walked away.
Jessica turned and marched down the hall, her blood boiling. Had she been outdone by the drip? She stalked down the corridor, heading for the vacant lockers near the back door where she could be alone. And Enid isn't just competing with me, Jessica thought, her fury mounting. She's trying to steal Jonathan!
Jessica turned a corner and punched a locker in rage, the sound reverberating in the empty corridor. If the story was true, Enid was going to be sorry. Jessica didn't know how she was going to do it, but she'd get her revenge. Enid Rollins would rue the day she ever set eyes on Jonathan Cain.
