“Sorry I’m late,” Lana apologized a bit begrudgingly as she shot a scathing look at Tony. “I got waylaid by the Beta Sinclair groupies—” Tony looked away momentarily.”—wanting to know when it would be their turn.”
The boys laughed uproariously at that comment. Caleb nonchalantly threw an arm over his mate’s shoulder. She’d become a little more friendly towards Lana ever since she realized there was something going on between Tony and Lana.
“What’d you say?” Tony asked cautiously, biting the inside of his cheek and ready for Lana to give him another tirade on his licentious past.
“I told them you were mine,” Lana said simply, dropping down next to him. She eased into his side as he slung an arm over her shoulder. “And that they could say good-bye to passing you around.”
Tony smiled,
