*Sasha*

“Sasha,” Amanda said, giving me a shake.

I yawned and blinked owlishly at the clock. “Sweet mercies of the White Queen, Amanda, it’s nearly dawn. Don’t you have class this morning?”

“I do, but I was on the dorm phone all night with Chelsea–boy trouble–and the line beeped, so I switched lines, and it was Lucas,” Amanda said hurriedly.

“Lucas Black?” I asked, peering at her in the low ...