Her mother laughed sharply. "Friends? The way the two of you look at each other?" She leaned close. "And buddies share a bed, right? Pals can't keep their hands off each other, although we all know you two have to try real hard. I hate to see the two of you the minute we all leave."

Alana blushed ten shades of red. “Mom… Pllleeease,”

Laura laughed again. "I've seen the way Stefan looks at you. He's drunk with loving you."

Alana's gaze snapped to her mother's as she poured detergent in ...