I search my closet for a shirt, but I'm so frantic I can't find one even though I'm surrounded by them. I stop what I'm doing and close my eyes. I take a deep breath to calm myself down.

"Get it together," I tell myself.

Too much has just happened. I lost my virginity, Ford told me he loves me, and then we got caught right as he has to run out and chase down a threat. My brain can't slow down.

I should be worried about Ford and not that my dad is going to find out about the two of us, but ...