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“We’re in,” Jamie declared.
Wes glanced at Win, who said, “Haven’t been to a Westbrook party at all this semester.”
I was going to deck him later.
“I guess we’ll see you there, then,” Wes told Theo, who beamed.
“Awesome. I’ll tell the group. Everyone will be excited to meet you.”
Wes seemed a little unsure at that, and my anger drained away as my protective instincts roared to the surface.
“Do we need to bring body paint?” Rory asked, the flyer in her hand now instead of Wes’s.
“We’ll have some there to buy,” Theo told her. Offering a smile to Wes, he said, “But I’ll get you some.”
“Uh, thanks.”
He wanted to get Wesbody paint.
This dude had a death wish. A wish I would happily fulfill.
His eyes continued to linger on Wes until I growled. Yep, rumbled right in my throat. Theo shifted to me, eyes widening. He took a step back. Then another.
Win whacked the outside of my leg, and I ignored him.
“So I’ll see you tomorrow, then,” Theo called to Wes.
“See you tomorrow.” Wes confirmed.
When he was gone, I turned to look at Wes. “You arenotgoing.”
Defiance flashed in his brown eyes and then so did resolve. “You are not the boss of me.” Brushing past me, he slid into the booth.
Kruger leaned over the table toward him. “What’s your secret, bro?”
“What?”
“Everyone be hitting on you.”
Wes made a choked sound. “Hardly.”
“He was totally interested.” Rory confirmed.
“He was just being nice.” Wes refused.
I laughed. “Nice? That’s what people said about Ted Bundy.”
Everyone ignored me.
“He’s saving you a dance.” Madison reminded everyone.
As if we would forget.
“You got game, bro.” Jamie decided. “You just became the hottest LGBTQIA+ single on campus. Good thing you got a new phone. You’re gonna need that phone book.”
The powerful, overwhelming urge to punch something—a lotof things—came over me, and I stalked out of the diner without saying goodbye.
Just as I was about to fire up my Harley, Win came out, striding across the parking lot. He stopped beside the bike, staring hard, saying nothing.
