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Friends Friends I started reciting that to aze He wasn’t looking at ulped

Nate had rounded the other side of the car He paused now, hearing Logan’s offer, and looked at us He snorted, shaking his head before he got inside

The first girl had looked ready to say soana fresh wave of sensations through ot into the backseat It was a s and blanket to the middle between him and Nate, then held his hand out to me

This was…I didn’t think

The way he looked at s worked on their own, and I went to his, turned toward the inside of the car I tried to sit up so all of edI was cupped in his arms I could’ve laid my head on his shoulder and curled into a ball

Maybe it was the booze Maybe it was the fact that I’d survived my first week at Cain University, or maybe--I didn’t knohat it was But what should’ve been the most aard situation ever just wasn’t I tensed as both Nate and Logan gave directions to edand anchored ood To be there in his ar directions for ain I felt included--by Nate, too I was drunk, but I knew this sort of inclusion was a rarity

The envious looks I’d been getting all night at the bar, the ones at the food court this week, in sociology, and even now froirls in the car--they wanted to be where I was Nohere that was I had no real idea But for noasn’t going to question it I was going with the flow, a very Logan thing to do

"Your girl have a hot date she stood up?"

My eyes were closed, but Nate’s voice grew clear as he an shifted underneath ht above my forehead "Is that Delray’s car?"

My eyes opened in a flash Thoughts whirled in my head I tried to remember…then I did

I was supposed to watch ht I’d just stood up an’s chest

STILL BAD

TAYLOR

Logan’s hand tightened over ht next tocare of my business was so welcome I wanted to say yes I’d done soall the funeral plans, picking out the casket, burying ht food to the house, transferring to Cain U, registering for classes, gettingfor a job It was just life, but it was exhausting I wanted soan

I shookweak but determined "No I messed up"

Jason would’ve had a conniption if I sent soan I owed hiirls’ s out with an and Nate offered a wave as I stepped back and the car took off The little flirtation I’d just had with Logan was nice Hell, it was like dancing with the devil for a reat--but in the end that was all it was A dance with the devil I’d be blind not to see how irls wanted him I was also not deaf I’d heard him at the bar when he said ere friends because we hadn’t had sex Yet Sex seean

"We haven’t had sex, and you haven’t called me an asshole or slapped me yet, so yeah" He’d winked at an slept with girls They got emotionally attached He didn’t Then he was called an asshole and slapped That was likely the story of so many, and maybe if there’d been no Eric, or maybe if my mother hadn’t died in front of me, o down the sairls

But there was an Eric who left an Kade I understood why girls did, but I just couldn’t I wouldn’t coo I wasn’t special I was just like any other girl, and Logan Kade didn’t love He’d told et ahead of yourself because that list is really short--then I’ll do al to protect you Girls drink that shit up"

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