His eyes flicked toward Caleb.
“This your boyfriend?”
I blinked once.
Then laughed because the audacity was genuinely unbelievable.
“No.”
“Good.”
Caleb looked between us slowly. “I feel like I walked into something.”
“You did,” Serena said immediately.
Mason ignored both of them, still looking at me.
“You disappeared after practice.”
“You sound disappointed.”
“You sound avoidant.”
I crossed my arms. “You analyze everyone this much or am I special?”
“Little bit special.”
There it was again.
That thing he did where his voice dropped lower unexpectedly and suddenly the air felt different.
Dangerous skill.
I took another drink to compensate.
Mason’s gaze tracked the movement automatically.
His eyes lingered on my mouth for maybe half a second too long.
My stomach flipped.
Horrible.
Caleb cleared his throat awkwardly. “Okay, well. I’m gonna go before whatever this is spreads to me.”
“Smart choice,” I muttered.
Serena immediately followed him out of the kitchen like a coward.
Traitors.
Both of them.
Suddenly it was just me and Mason standing near the counter while drunk strangers screamed lyrics somewhere in the living room.
“You scare your friends away often?” I asked.
“Only the weak ones.”
