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“Drew?”
“It’s what friends do for each other. I’d do the same for him if he had a baby sister.”
“I’m not a baby.”
“Not now. But back then, you were. When I was gone... I needed to know you’d be okay. I know what assholes teenage boys are.”
“Wait. You asked Logan to follow me home from school every day? Drew! No one would speak to me.”
“Kept the boys away, though.” A smile tugs at his lips, dropping off right away as I glare at him. He has the sense to look sheepish as he says, “Okay, Logan’s methods were his own. He didn’t always get them right.”
“No shit.”
“It made me feel better knowing you had two of us looking out for you when I came home.”
I snort, crossing my arms. I’m not going to get anywhere trying to convince my brother that telling half the school I had crabs was too far. He’ll just reason that the ends justified the means. Assholes, the pair of them.
“Well, now the two of you can stop. Because I am done with you both interfering with my life. I’m twenty-nine, I can live my own damn life.”
I straighten up ready to fight my corner, but there’s a buzzing from the intercom.
Drew turns toward it.
“It’s my place, thank you,” I grumble, shouldering past him before he can press it.
I buzz whoever it is without checking the screen and head down the hallway. The door is on the receiving end of my frustration as I wrench it open.
“Logan?”
“Hey.” His brows lift as he locks eyes with me.
“Drew—”
“Has a mean right hook? Yeah, I know.” He tries to smile, the movement curling the opposite side of his mouth to where the bloodied line of his split lip is.
My eyes scan over the developing bruise on his cheekbone.
“Don’t blame him, Mads. I’d have done the same thing.”
I draw in a breath through my nose. “Then you’re both giant idiots.”
Logan chuckles. “Can I come in?”
“As long as you don’t fight with the other giant idiot who’s in my kitchen.”
“Drew’s here?” Logan looks over my shoulder and down the hallway.
“Yeah, I am, fucker. So you better keep your hands to yourself.”
I roll my eyes as his threat carries from the kitchen.
“And it’s my apartment, dickhead. So you better both not be jerks or I’ll kick you out on your asses,” I shout over my shoulder.
I step back and let him in.
“I won’t stay long. I just wanted to see if you were okay.”
The sudden urge to kiss his lip better hits me square in the chest. Instead, I nod and motion up the hallway.
