Victory.
“Fine, she can ride with us. But that means you two are in the back, and Grayson is in the front with me.”
Damn. I didn’t think that part through. Oh well.
“That’s fine. She’ll be here any minute.”
“You told her she could ride with us before even asking me, didn’t you?”
I grin at my brother, and Grayson completely loses the battle on hiding his laugh this time. He brings me closer to him and kisses my hair. “You are nothing but trouble sometimes.”
Turning in his arms, I look up at him, giving him a slow smile. “Oh, I can belotsof trouble.”
Grayson bites his lip, and I want nothing more than to?—
“Uh yeah, I’m literally still standing right here,” Kai says, making a gagging noise and heading for the door of their apartment. “Let’s go put the bags in the car, Bennett.”
Grayson kisses me once before following Kai out the door. Pulling out my phone, I open the location sharing app. Wren is less than a minute out, so I head outside and wait by Kai’s car.
Wren pulls up just as the guys are putting the last bag into the trunk. I stare out the window and focus on the passing stretch of highway. Kai shakes his head, already regretting the situation, and walks back into the apartment.
“Your brother seems thrilled that I’m tagging along,” she says, grabbing her bag out of her backseat before locking her car.
“He’ll be fine,” I say, helping her add her bag to the small pile in the trunk.
When Kai comes back, we all pile into the car, and immediately, the tension is thick.
Two hours. We can all survive two hours.
“Okay,” Kai says from the driver’s seat, adjusting the rearview mirror. His eyes find mine in the reflection. “Ground rules.”
Wren rolls her eyes beside me, and I have to do my best to hold in a laugh.
“We’re not twelve,” I say.
“Ground rules,” Kai repeats, as if I didn’t speak. “We do not mention the suspension to Mom and Dad until after dinnertomorrow. Dad’s blood pressure doesn’t need that before he’s had his turkey.”
I glance at Grayson. His jaw does that thing where it shifts slightly to one side, like he’s biting the inside of his cheek.
“Solid plan,” he says, and he sounds completely genuine, which is one of his more impressive skills.
“Front seat has full control over music.”
Wren about jumps into the front seat at that. “The fuck you do!”
“You’re more than welcome to drive on your own, Wrenly.”
Her mouth drops open. “You didnotjust use my full name.”
Kai smiles at her in the mirror. “Oh, I did. Does that bother you, Wrenly Mae Calloway?”
I can literally hear Wren snap her teeth together. “It’s not my fault you have the world’s shittiest taste in music.”
“If I remember correctly, you listened to the playlists I made you for years.”
“Iam the one who made those playlists onyourphone, andwelistened to them, thank you very much.”
They have a staring contest via the rearview mirror, and you could literally cut the tension between them with a knife.
