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Spencer’s heart quickened, but then Andrew pulled away fast.
Spencer had never been so confused. The house was empty right now—Spencer’s parents and her
sister,
Melissa, had all gone out to dinner, not inviting Spencer along, as usual—which meant Andrew could
make
a move if he wanted. He’d certainly seemed interested in kissing her Saturday night at the Rosewood
Day
benefit, but since then…nothing. True, Spencer had been preoccupied with Ian’s Disappearing Body late
on
Saturday, and on Sunday she’d made a quick trip to Florida to attend her grandmother’s funeral. She
and
Andrew had been friendly in class today, but Andrew didn’t mention what had happened at the party,
and
Spencer certainly wasn’t going to bring it up first. Spencer had been so anxious before Andrew came
over
that she’d dusted every one of her trophies for spelling bees, drama club, and field hockey MVPs just for
something to do. Maybe Saturday’s kiss had been just a kiss, nothing more. And anyway, Andrew had
been
her nemesis for years—they’d been competing for the top spot in the class ever since their kindergarten
teacher held a contest to see who could make the best paper bag puppet. She couldn’t seriously like
him.
But she wasn’t fooling anyone.
A bright light shone through the sunroom’s floor-to-ceiling windows, and Spencer jumped. When
Spencer
returned from Florida last night, there were four media vans on her front lawn and a camera crew near
the
family’s converted barn apartment at the back of the property. Now, a police officer and a German
shepherd
from the K-9 unit were prowling around the pine trees at the corner of the lot with an enormous
flashlight,