The One. Кира Касс

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      I WAS WRINGING MY HANDS as I paced the downstairs library, trying to put the words together in my head. I knew I needed to explain what had just happened to Maxon before he heard about it from the other girls, but that didn’t mean I was looking forward to the conversation.

      “Knock, knock,” he said, coming in. He took in my worried expression. “What’s wrong?”

      “Don’t get mad,” I warned as he approached.

      His pace slowed, and the concerned look on his face became guarded instead. “I’ll try.”

      “The girls know I saw you without your shirt on.” I saw the question coming to his lips. “I didn’t say anything about your back,” I vowed. “I wanted to, because now they just think we were in the middle of some big make-out fest.”

      He smiled. “It did end up that way.”

      “Don’t joke, Maxon! They hate me right now.”

      The light didn’t leave his eyes as he hugged me. “If it’s any consolation, I’m not mad. So long as you kept my secret, I don’t mind. Though I am a little shocked you told them. How did it even come up?”

      I buried my head in his chest. “I don’t think I can tell you.”

      “Hmm.” His thumb rubbed up and down my back. “I thought we were supposed to be working on our trust.”

      “We are. I’m asking you to trust that this will only get worse if I tell you.” Maybe I was wrong, but I was pretty sure confessing to Maxon that we were checking out half-dressed, sweaty guards would get us all into some kind of trouble.

      “Okay,” he finally said. “The girls know you’ve seen me partly undressed. Anything else?”

      I hesitated. “They know I was your first kiss. And I know everything you have and haven’t done with them.”

      He pulled back. “What?”

      “After I let the whole shirtless thing slip, there was a lot of finger-pointing, and everyone came clean. I know you’ve spent plenty of time kissing Celeste and that you would have kissed Kriss long before now if she would have let you. It all came out.”

      He wiped his hand over his face, taking a few paces as he processed this. “So I have absolutely no privacy anymore? None? Because the four of you had to check scores with each other?” His frustration was clear.

      “You know, for someone concerned with honesty, you ought to be grateful.”

      He stopped and stared. “I beg your pardon?”

      “Everything is out in the open now. We all have a pretty good idea of where we stand, and I, for one, am thankful.”

      He rolled his eyes. “Thankful?”

      “If you had told me that Celeste and I were at about the same point with you physically, I would never have tried to come on to you like I did last night. Do you know how humiliated I was?”

      He scoffed and started pacing again. “Please, America, you’ve said and done so many foolish things, I’m surprised you can even be embarrassed anymore.”

      Maybe it was because I had been raised with less of an articulate education, but it took a second for the full impact of his words to hit me. Maxon had always liked me, or so he’d said. I knew it was against the better judgment of other people. Was it also against his?

      “I’ll go then,” I said quietly, unable to look him in the eye. “Sorry I let the whole shirt thing out.” I started walking away, feeling so small I wondered if he even noticed.

      “Come on, America. I didn’t mean it like—”

      “No, it’s fine,” I mumbled. “I’ll watch my words better.”

      I made my way upstairs, unsure of whether I wanted Maxon to come after me or not. He didn’t.

      When I got to my room, Anne, Mary, and Lucy were in there, changing my sheets and dusting the shelves.

      “Hello, my lady,” Anne greeted. “Would you like some tea?”

      “No, I’m just going to sit on the balcony for a moment. If any visitors come, tell them I’m resting.”

      Anne frowned a bit but nodded. “Of course.”

      I spent some time taking in the fresh air, then went over the assigned reading Silvia had prepared for us. I took a short nap and played my violin for a little while. So long as I could avoid the other girls and Maxon, I really didn’t care what I was doing.

      With the king away, we were allowed to take our meals in our rooms, so I did. Halfway through my lemon-and-pepper chicken, a knock came at the door. Maybe I was being paranoid, but I was sure it was Maxon. There was no way I could see him right now. I grabbed Mary and Anne and headed to the bathroom.

      “Lucy,” I whispered. “Tell him I’m taking a bath.”

      “Him? A bath?”

      “Yes. Don’t let him in,” I instructed.

      “What’s this all about?” Anne asked as I closed the door, pressing my ear up against it.

      “Can you hear anything?” I asked.

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