"It was so weird," Piper said, lifting her head from the table. "I mean, we'd gone out for coffee and kissed a few times, but waking up on Valentine's Day, it was like...he was suddenly the most important thing in the world to me. I just knew that I was in love with him, and I had to tell him, and I did." She gulped down some more of her drink.
"We didn't...I'm positive I didn't sleep with him," she went on. "But we did spend a lot of time together. And then, the next day, it wore off sometime in the afternoon, and I just...I didn't know what to do, I couldn't look at myself, or him, and I just sort of fled to my room and hid there. Probably not the most grownup thing to do, but I panicked."
"Fuck, I would have too," Nikkie said softly. "Someone messed with your head, with your emotions. Of course you panicked."