“So did you.”
“Less.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Are you trying to be responsible right now?”
“It’s disgusting, I know.”
Jace gasped dramatically. “He cares if you survive the drive home. We’re progressing.”
“Jace,” Mason warned.
“What? I’m supporting growth.”
I looked between them and shook my head. “Your friend group is exhausting.”
“You fit in great,” Tessa said immediately.
That hit me weirdly hard.
Not because it was deep.
Because I realized I didn’t hate the idea.
Crap.
MASON
Rowan looked surprised by that one.
Tiny reaction.
Still noticeable.
And suddenly I had this weird image in my head of her around us more often.
At games. At parties. Sitting on Jace’s couch rolling her eyes while Lucasaid dumb shit.
Dangerous thought.
Abort immediately.
“You can take my car,” I said before thinking.
Rowan blinked. “What?”
“I’ll get a ride with Jace.”
“That’s a terrible trade for you.”
“He owes me after tonight.”
“I absolutely do not,” Jace said.
“You told Rowan I texted you about her.”
“You did text me about her.”
“I’m gonna shove you off this rooftop.”
