~Ava’s POV~

Charlotte's words still echoed in my head.

“So was it makeup sex?!”

I blinked at her like she’d grown two heads. “What is wrong with you?!”

She just laughed, tossing her hair over her shoulder like she'd asked whether the weather was nice. “Don’t act like you’re shocked. You know me.”

“You’re a menace.”

“I’m a best friend,” she corrected with a smug little smirk. “And best friends ask.”

I sighed, sinking back into the ...