Marks of Deceit

Clara's face dropped the moment she caught Chloe's reflection in the mirror. For a second, she actually wondered if Chloe had drugged her.

Chloe eyed Clara's neck with a sly grin. "Clara, where did you get those hickeys? Don't tell me you hooked up with some guy at the party last night. No wonder the door was locked when Declan and I knocked."

Clara whipped around and glared at Chloe. "Cut it out.