They dropped off the fourth friend and the rest of us traipsed into the house. Logan picked up a phone and ordered a pizza. Nate snagged a cooler of beer and brought it downstairs to the media room. I followed behind. I didn’t know why, I just did. When Mason turned on the news, I curled into a ball in one of the leather recliners and after a while I tugged a blanket on top.
When the news came on and there was no word of my vandalism or whatever the guys had done, I uncurled my legs and headed to bed.
Mason followed me.
“What?” I went to brush my teeth in my bathroom.
He perched on my bed, studying me with an impenetrable gaze. He barely blinked. “That car thing should’ve been on the news. Cops would’ve been called.”
“It wasn’t.” I moved back to the room after rinsing my mouth.
“You
