It took me a second to blink and bring myself back to the present.
“Um… yeah, they’re… family friends.” I managed to respond and I saw the flex of Atlas’ jaw muscle all the way from where I was seated, which was the table right in front of them.
Freaking Wes.
“Oh, cool. Let me introduce myself.” Ryder said and before I could stop him, he had already stood up and walked over to their table and oh my god, I just wanted to bury myself underground.
“Hey,” he said so casually I was mortified. Did he seriously have to be that nice?!
Wes was snickering. Atlas was glaring like he can’t believe this guy is talking to them. Devon had his mouth agape, still trying to process if he was imagining someone in front of them.
“What’s up? I’m Ryder. Ryder Ma–”
“We know who you are, Madden.” Atlas
