He wasn’t alone.
Bryce snorted in laughter as we saw Corrigan leap out of the car and jog over to us. Logan followed at a more sedate pace, opening and closing her own door without assistance.
“Hey, man. Wasn’t that...what’s her face?”
“Yeah,” I said dully and skimmed over Logan’s tight features. She looked like she’d been thoroughly screwed over.
“So...” Corrigan murmured as he leaned beside Bryce against the banister, “What’s going on?”
I sighed and leaned on his other side. I surrendered my defeat, “My mother’s home.”
Corrigan choked in surprise, “What?”
Logan’s eyes went wide.
Bryce remained unmoving.
“Mama Jeneve is home!?” Corrigan jumped back up. “Sweet!”
“And she’s brought her boy toy with her.”
Corrigan barked out a laugh. “That’s awesome. I’m gonna go say hi.”
Logan s
